Do your worst

Camilla locked herself up in her room, she was angry, furious and humiliated. She hadn't even done anything wrong and yet she was been punished.

Camilla was reminded of her status once again, she didn't even have the complete rights of a human being.

Some hours later, she heard a knock on the door, she ignored it, she didn't want to see anyone right now.

"Camilla de Luca, open this door right now" Dante ordered.

"Go away" she replied.

"You do realize that this is my house right?" he asked her.

"I don't care, I don't want to talk to you" she retorted.

"Don't make me break this door down" he told her.

"It's your house, do whatever you want" she yelled at him.

"Camilla, I am going to count from one to five and you better open the door then" he told her.

"Whatever"

"one" he started.

"Two" she replied.

"Three"

"four" she replied again.

"Five, Camilla, this is your last warning" he warned her.

"do your worst" she told him.

"fine" he answered.

Camilla heard a noise and lo