God of Milfs: The Gods Request Me To Make a Milf Harem

"Tsk!...Does no one in this town know how to ring a doorbell properly?" Camila complained with a frown on her face as she got up from Kafka's embrace, frustrated that she woke up when she was on the verge of sleeping after a sleepless night yesterday.

"First it was my daughter in the morning that was making a racket, and now it's someone else...Does everyone just forget basic manners when they come to this house?"

Bella had a guilty look on her face, knowing that she was the one who interrupted Kafka and her mother's intimate session earlier with her intense ringing.

But in all honesty, it wasn't her fault, as she wasn't ringing the doorbell so hard because she was getting impatient, but because she wanted to see her mother as soon as possible since she was scared of the things that had been happening in the past month and wanted to be in her comfort place as soon as she could.

Bella knew her mother was beyond frustrated with the obnoxious noise, which was obvious with the cold look she had in her eyes as she glared in the direction of the door. And when she got curious as to how Kafka was reacting since she knew that he wouldn't be too happy as well, she let out a shreak because of what she saw.

"Kyaa!~"

"What is it now, Bella?" Camila turned and asked Bella, not having time to deal with her daughter now. "I've already got a madman ringing my doorbell like crazy, and I don't want you to be making any unnecessary noise as well."

"N-No mom, I didn't mean to scream...I-Its just...just look at Kafka..." Bella whispered with a frightened look on her face, as if she had just seen a bloodthirsty ghost.

And when Camila turned to see just what her daughter was pointing at and was frightened of, she too shivered as well as her daughter did as she saw Kafka with a calm look on his face and a gloomy look in his eyes, turbid eyes like she saw earlier, only this time he looked like he was only seconds away from slamming the head of the person who was ringing the bell into the pavement to make him stop and looked like he wouldn't mind the bloody mess it would make if he could regain silence again.

She immediately understood why Bella looked so scared, as she was also fearful, but not for herself or her daughter since she knew Kafka would never lay a finger on them, but for the person outside who was basically signing his death wish, judging by the dull look on Kafka's face.

And just when she saw Kafka silently get up from the sofa and he looked like he was going to deal with the person outside, Camila quickly pushed him back onto the sofa in a fright as she got up and said in a hurry,

"You stay here, Kafka!...You don't need to get up!"

"Me and Bella will talk to the person outside since it's a small matter, so you can just sit here and rest while we come back after having a small discussion." Bella frantically nodded her head to what her mother said, as she didn't want any problems occurring in her safe haven when she had just come back from a world of unnecessary stress.

Kafka didn't say anything and just quietly sat back on his seat, which made both of them let out a sigh of relief.

But seeing how he was continuously staring in the direction of the door with an abysmal gaze, they knew that he wouldn't stay like this for too long as the glaring noise was still ringing in their ears, so both of them quickly put on their clothes that were scattered everywhere and rushed to the door to deal with the issue before Kafka himself came.

Camila and Bella didn't even properly fix their hair since they were in such a hurry and were about to open the door and give the person on the other side a piece of their mind. But suddenly Bella got a premonition of who was on the other side of the door, which made her pupils shrink at the thought of it actually happening.

And she was about to stop her mother from opening the door, since the person she thought of was the very reason she came back home and was the last person she wanted to see right now, especially in her own hometown.

But unfortunately for her, Camila had already opened the door with a feisty look on her face before she could stop her, and low and behold, her premonition had come true, as who stood before was the person she hated the most, almost as much as her father, whom she had recently come to despise.

The man standing in the doorway with an impatient look on his rather handsome face, like his time was too precious to spend waiting, looked to be a college student and was rather well off, judging by his expensive clothes and the fancy car he had parked outside of her Bella's house.

He also had a bouquet in his hand full of roses and looked like he was here to court one of the ladies in the household, which was obviously Bella, seeing as to how she was looking at him with a look of disgust on her face and looked like she knew him as well, while Camila was trying to figure out who this boy was whom she had never seen before.

The reason Bella was so repulsed by the sight of the man who looked like he was blessed with everything in life and looked to be someone that all girls would dream of in their sleep was because for the past month, the same person in front of her had been endlessly pestering her to date him and become his girlfriend.

And even after rejecting him multiple times since she wasn't interested in him in the slightest, he continued to pester her all the time for her acceptance, to the point that she eventually had trouble sleeping at night because of his vile advances and nightmares where he broke into her house at night to court her as well.

Apparently, the guy had seen her at the university in some class and immediately fell for her beautiful looks that she had inherited from her mother. After that, he continued to chase her around the campus, wherever she went, and was basically a cockroach that was around her at all times and wouldn't take no for an answer to his dating request.

Bella had seen many guys that had tried to take her hand by following her relentlessly, but whenever they saw her scary side, who looked like someone who wouldn't mind breaking their fingers if they tried to touch her, which she had inherited from her mother as well, they all got scared and ran away.

But this guy was especially persistent since he was too full of himself and believed that all women were underneath him at the end of the day. He continued to pester her no matter what harsh words Bella said to him, and even when she threatened to call the police on him, he didn't care since he knew that his affluent parents could take care of them as well.

The disgusting stalker, who was in disguise as a Casanova, even took his harrasment a step further by following her to her dorm in Uni, leaving a bunch of gifts at her doorstep, spreading rumours that they were going out and even instigated the professors at the college using the influence he had to make them convince Bella to get together with him, threating him with her grades that she worked so hard for

But even after all that endless harassment, Bella stayed firm with her decision since she was a strong-willed girl and continued to go on with her life no matter how stressful and dreary each was becoming due to his very presence.

What broke the final straw and made her immediately want to return home so that she could find solace and have a break from the torture she was going through in another city, was when her friends, whom she thought she could trust at the time, started to support the guy who was pestering her and told her that she was being too stuck up for ignoring his advances when there were many other girls that wanted to be with him, including them.

The moment she heard her friends utter those words, she packed her bags without saying goodbye, knowing that she wouldn't ever speak to those foxes, she called her best friends ever again and made a run for her home where her mother resided, whom she knew was the only person that she could ever trust at all times and didn't have to worry about turning on her like her friends as well as her own father did.

And just when she reached home and thought that she could have a break from that horrendous life and thought that she finally found peace in her mother's lover's embrace, somehow the annoying dude had found his way to her home and looked like he was going to pester her on her doorstep as well.

Normally, she would've been intimated if a man she despised followed her all the way to her hometown, because it was a bit too creepy and scary even for her to comprehend, especially since she didn't know how he knew where to find her.

But because she knew she now had the home ground advantage unlike before and had her mother by her side, who she knew was someone that was not to be messed with unless they wanted a few broken bones, she didn't mind his presence at all and moved in front of her mother to face him directly with no fear in her heart at all.

There was also another major factor in play that made her feel like she could do anything she wanted now and not think about the consequences that came with it, which was the neighbour next door, who was silently sitting inside and was probably even now staring in this direction with a mundane look in his eyes, like he wanted blood on his hands.

She knew that a little call was all she needed to release the ferocious storm that was brewing inside, so she confidently folded her hands and directly confronted the stalker before her with a fearless look on her face.

She also enjoyed the feeling of knowing that she'd be safe no matter what happened because of the confidence she had in Kafka, who seemed like someone who could solve any problem before him. She also finally understood what her mother meant when she said that there was no need to fear, even if the world was breaking apart, as long as Kafka was watching over you by his side.

This also made her wonder if she should just steal him away from her mother, not because she was into him, even though she wasn't clear about that matter herself.

But because she could use him as a handy bodyguard wherever she went, who she wouldn't mind protecting her for the rest of his life while he stayed by her side at all times, even if it was in her bedroom as well which made her blush at the rather dirty thought.

But she immediately threw this idea in the bin, knowing that her mother would probably disown her if she tried to do so, since it was obvious how much she cared for Kafka.

And she too didn't want to interfere with her mother's happiness, knowing that she was one of the reasons her mother lived an unsatisfactory life for so long, which she regretted ever since she slowly started to realise her mistakes after the incident with her father, where she came to learn her father's true face and his despicable behaviour that disgusted her to the core...

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