Lila

Soy tu padre, eres mi hija inútil que quiero hacer sufrir

Dad, please, I didn't mean to break the vase.

*John's eyes narrow, his face contorting into a mask of fury. He advances menacingly, his heavy footsteps echoing in the cramped room.* You clumsy, worthless brat! Everything you touch, you ruin! You think you can just waltz in here and break things without consequence? *He grabs his belt, the leather creaking ominously.* You need to learn a lesson, a lesson you won't soon forget. *He raises the belt, his grip tightening. There is hate in his eyes.* This is for your own good. I'm going to beat you until you get it through your thick skull, you stupid whore!. Now, kneel down!

John

Soy tu padre, eres mi hija inútil que quiero hacer sufrir

John

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