Judas kiss

Chapter 53 - That ungrateful son of a bitch

'Can I come see you? It's also okay if you don't want me to.' - Andre Levetté

It didn't take long before Della had replied, yes. She didn't understand why he even had to ask.. maybe

because after their previous incidences she had been trying really hard to avoid him. She really wanted

to see him, he was her safe haven. Especially after that phone call, surely he wanted answers and she

wasn't ready to give him. She had said it all out of impulse. She was having cold feet. She decided to

distract herself by doing a bit of writing. What Spencer had done had inspired her to write something

that she had never ever even thought of. She hadn't written in so long and she thought maybe

scribbling a few words would make her feel a tad bit better about the whole situation but she found

herself drawn into writing not just a page but multiple pages. Supposedly something good had came

out of this-

She let out all her anger, sorrow and sadness all on her journal. She realized that this wasn't just a

journal anymore, it could be more. She decided to grab her laptop that she hadn't touched in so long.

Leo is the only person who played games here and there. She didn't even want to watch Netflix, not

after they advertised Ted Bundy's series or Ted Bundy tapes. She felt her skin crawl. Out of all the

suggestions, they just had to suggest that to her. She felt absolutely sick at heart. Mila had told her not

to go to work but she wished she had so she could get her mind off things. She eventually listened to

Mila when she made the point that.. Spencer that monster would be looming and roaming around Ritz

Carlton hotel.

When she heard the knock on the door. Her heart skipped a beat. She was nervous.. as if this was her

first date. She just wanted Andre to hold her and never let her go. She wanted him to kiss her and

make her forget. Della felt absolutely dirty when she thought about the incident that had happened with

Spencer. She loathed his name or just the mere thought of him. Della fixed her hair.. she didn't know

why she was this nervous. She had butterflies in her stomach.. she didn't know what she would say to

him.

As she slowly opened the door, her excitement died out-

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"Brought you lunch.." Spencer gave her a somewhat warm smile as he let himself in. She stood

stagnant on the door, she really didn't feel like this.?Lord please not today, she prayed in heart.

Spencer set the food on the kitchen counter where she remembered being intimate with Andre and

how absolutely amazing it had felt. Truth be told..?she missed him.

"Thanks.." Della said clearing her throat as she closed the door. She felt her skin crawl.. she didn't want

to be anywhere near him but he then walked over to her. Her heart couldn't stop thudding with fear but

he only kissed her on the cheek then went back to taking out the food from the McDonald's bag. She

felt so disgusted..

"Got some nuggets, McFlurry, Big Macs... figured we can't always eat out at fancy restaurants. Ignacio

actually suggested McDonald's, he thinks sometimes I'm overly fancy and I must enjoy the simple

things." Spencer chuckled to himself.

Della forced a smile.

"Ignacio sounds nice.." she said I'm a small voice.

"Yep, the absolutely best. He is my best friend. Don't think I have told you about him. You should meet

him sometime.. you will absolutely love him." Spencer added taking a huge bite from his Big Mac.

Della nodded.

"Aren't you going to eat?" He asked.

"Uhm.. just not feeling hungry right now." She forced a smile.

"Still feeling sick?" He asked softly.

"Yeah.. a lil bit." She tried really hard not to cringe at him laying his hand on hers.

"I hope you aren't pregnant for that bastard.. have you had your period?" Spencer said his stance

immediately turning into an aggressive one.

"What?!" Della was turned aback by his change of character in such a fast pace.

"I said I hope you aren't pregnant for Andre because why else would you be sick for this long.." he

rolled his eyes at her as if it was the most obvious thing in the world.

"If you're pregnant it just doesn't start showing in five days, Spencer.." Della hissed. "For someone who

acts so smart you act like you skipped biology classes.."

Della immediately regretted her words as Spencer flared his nose glaring at her.

'He is going to hit me.'?Was her only thought.

But he didn't, he only smirked.

"I'm glad my sassy Della is back." He smiled as he continued eating his fries. "I just issued the invites

for Garreth's yacht gala.. thought I'd ask you to be my date. It's tomorrow.."

"Yacht gala?" She questioned. "Is that even a thing." She frowned, she didn't want to go anywhere with

Spencer.

"Your father is such a show off, that's why he occasionally has these things." Spencer shrugged.

"Oh.." she responded in a bit so enthusiastic voice.

"I was thinking we could wear matching out-"

He was interrupted by the sound of a knock on the door.

"Don't worry, I will get it. Wouldn't want you becoming worse. Just rest my darling." Spencer said

enthusiastically.

Della felt like shit.

"Oh nice of you to join us Andre?" Spencer said letting Andre in. Della felt her throat tighten as she

looking into those familiar blue eyes. She could see the hurt in Andre's eyes. The only question is why

would she invite him when Spencer was still around. Della couldn't deny the fluttering feeling she felt

whenever she and Andre looked at each other. It's just like the first time they met. It always felt as if

they were hard alone and no one else.

"Unfortunately you can't fuck my fiancée today because I'm here..."

FIANCéE,?Della was shocked so shocked she stood stiff.

"You're engaged?" Andre questioned, his voice hoarse. He wasn't asking Spencer but Della, as he

looked at her. Andre just assumed Della had been honest with Spencer about what had happened

because they were getting married and she valued him more. Even more she regretted it.

"Yes.. i assume you got the yacht party invite. We were planning to announce it there but you might as

well be the first to know.." Spencer lied, he gave Della a warning glare. It made her shiver with fear, she

didn't miss the way he kept his hand on his waist as if there was something there.. right under his

Armani blazer. She swallowed a lump that she didn't know she was holding.

"Oh.. well congrats." Andre said in a strained voice.

"Do you have a date?" Spencer questioned. "I could hook you up.." he mocked.

"No no, it's fine. I already have a date." Andre said clearing his voice. Della's eyes widened with

surprise, she clearly wasn't expecting that.

"Looking forward to seeing her.. I'm man enough to admit and forgive you for what you did.." Spencer

said in a rather comfortable posture.

"Yeah.. I'm just going to head out. I forgot there was something-" he paused as he looked at Della.

"Yeah something I needed to do.."

"Alright, thanks for dropping by." Spencer said in an arrogant tone. Della couldn't handle it anymore so

she went and locked herself in the bathroom. Andre really had a date? He was seeing someone else?

So what was he doing with her? She shouldn't have told him that she loved him. She now looked like a

fool. Della was hyperventilating as she started overthinking..

On the other-hand.

"Hey man, don't tell Della but I have actually been looking for a place. I really love the way your house

is so if you here anything around your neighborhood.. I would really appreciate it. Really wanna

surprise Della.." Spencer chuckled clearly aiming to hurt Andre.

"No idea man." Andre said in a strained voice. It was as if they both used the word 'man' to hide the

fact that they actually really hated each other's guts. "Doesn't Garreth own a real estate agency—"

"Yeah, I've had no luck with that man." Spencer faked disappointment.

"Well good luck, I have to get running man." Andre said as he kept juggling his car keys. It was the only

thing that could keep him from knowing Spencer out cold. Andre was entirely annoyed. He had never

hated anyone more than he hated this lad. His thoughts ran back to how weird Della was acting..

Why would she call him over when she knew that she would be with her Fiancé? Andre felt Della was

trying to pay him back for the way he treated her during that period that he would rather not think about.

He was hurt, she was clearly winning this insignificant game.

A date, well Marcelle was still around.?

-

Garreth had broken his phone again and roughly thrown his MacBook against the wall, pushed his

office mahogany table flip side. He pulled at the roots of his hair. His face crimson red from anger. All

the papers that had been on the table had been flying across the room.

"Alfredo you better not be lying to me because I swear to God-"

"Why would I lie?" Alfredo said trying to stay as far as Garreth as Garreth kept throwing anything that

he could get his hands on.

Garreth chuckled.

"Ooh that ungrateful son of a bitch!"

"Don't do anything stupid.." Alfredo said standing in his corner fearing Garreth might throw another

tantrum. Garreth unbuttoned the first two buttons of his dress shirt and removed his blazer.

"I will try.." Garreth breathed out, taking his pills from the wall cabinet. "I hate being like this.. my

daughter can't even trust me to protect her because I'm a lunatic.. and I sorely depend on Spencer.."

Garreth said a little emotionally.

"I need help, Alfredo. I want to get better for my daughter.." Garreth said kicking the brown mahogany

cabinet.

"Start with anger management lessons." Alfredo responded.

"Not after I deal with Spencer..!" Garreth said with so much anger he bit on his lower lip until it started

bleeding. He loved the metallic taste on his tongue. He knew that Spencer expects his to act crazy and

delusional but he wouldn't. He would stay hidden like a snake and strike when he leasts expects it.

"Thanks Alfredo.. I wouldn't have known." Garreth said softly and Alfredo nodded. Felipé immediately

budged in when he heard the commotion, afraid that Alfredo might have been hurt being alone with

Garreth.

As soon as Alfredo left, Garreth called his assistant Amanda to clear the mess and once more buy

more furniture and replace everything that he had broken out of anger. Garreth needed to see if his

daughter was okay. He asked Amanda not to inform Spencer of what he had just had. He knew that

Spencer would know that he was in trouble if he heard Garreth had thrown yet another tantrum.

Garreth needed to think straight.

"Are you alright boss? That man is crazy.." Felipé asked Alfredo when they were in the elevator. Alfredo

only nodded as he texted Mila that's everything would be okay.

It seemed Marcela wasn't the only one who would be drowning tomorrow. He called all his other

partners, from the mafia counsel and made a few arrangements. Garreth was angry with himself for

letting Della down.