Judas kiss novel Chapter 13

"That was-" Della smiled looking at her husband who was panting for his breath right beside her. He pulled her close and laid a chaste kiss on her cheeks, jaw, lips right until her temple. "Great." He finished her sentence. She couldn't stop smiling, he made her so happy.

"You have to get ready for work, it's almost eight am." She said in a hurry. "Your mother already hates me as it is, I don't want her to hate me even more if she finds out I'm the reason why you are always late." She rambled on and on as she wrapped the white sheets around her body, leaving Andre smirking and a naked mess. His blonde hair was a sexy mess and his broad chest glistened with sweat from their sexual encounters. His big dick lazily laid on his thigh ;this only made Della shy.

"Mon amour, come here ?" He said showing off his dimpled smile.

"No, Andre go shower. You are already late." She threw her hands in the air dramatically and Andre looked at her with an amused smile on his face.

"First of all mother doesn't hate you, she will get used to you whether she likes it or not. You are mine and only mine and you are not going anywhere." He stood up wrapping his hands around her waist, as he whispered these assuring words in her ear.

"Second of all, I will only shower if my beautiful stunning Mexican amour joins me."

Della blushed, her cheeks turning beetroot red. He made her this happy.

"Okay, I will join you just now, there's something I need to do." She stood on her tipped toes and kissed him like she would never see him again. He smiled against the kiss and she smiled too. They stood in each others arms for a while, enjoying each other's presence.

"I love you mon coeur." Andre said kissing her brunette hair that was a sexy messy.

"Te amo Andre." She whispered but just enough for him to hear.

When Andre finally left for their en suite bathroom, Della decided to remove the sheets wrapped around her body and dress into something proper so she could make him breakfast. Even though Marta was around she enjoyed cooking for her husband. Once she heard the shower running, she decided to clean up.

Della was about to pull her panties up, she would take a shower later. Before she could pull her panties up she saw her husbands seeds?seeping down between her thighs. She gasped. She wasn't on the pill, Andre kept postponing their visit to the gynecologist. She sat back on their bed, he clearly forgot to put on a condom or maybe he did it on purpose.

"Love, what's wrong ?" Andre came out of the en suite his hair wet and a towel wrapped around his hips. Well that was a quick shower or had she been sitting there over thinking for a while now?! She hadn't realized that she was in deep thought.

"Huh ?" She snapped out of her thoughts.

"We didn't-" She didn't finish her sentence. "It's nothing, I was just thinking about our one year anniversary." She quickly changed the subject, she didn't want to stress him. She would buy morning after pill as soon as possible.

"I'm not ruining the surprise." He smirked and she smiled looking at him. He was breath taking, sometimes she couldn't believe that she was married to Andre Levetté. He was every girls dream and the fact that he wanted her when she was nothing still baffled her. He could have anyone but he chose her.

Adela had not realized she had spaced out until her son ran in.

"Mom, I can't find my tie." He was so energetic.

She smiled thinking back to what Andre had asked her. - 'I wonder where we made Leondre, it could have been right here on this bench or maybe on the kitchen island or maybe in our bedroom. It's just crazy how to think I'm a father to someone.' - the answer was pretty clear when they made Leo because a month later he divorced her, just a day before their anniversary.

"Mom?" Leo snapped his mother out of her daze.

"Oh yes your tie. Check the first drawer to your left." She said knowing her son's things like the back of her hand. She laid a gently kiss on his forehead before he ran off in his spider man underwear. He was truly a bundle of joy. Why was she thinking about these things? she sighed finally getting out of bed. Della suddenly thought how blind and stupid she was. She thought they would last forever, well that was a joke. What wasn't a joke about their marriage was that she really loved him. She was so naive, she saw him as her prince and shining amour on a white horse. Fate has a really funny way of destroying people's hopes. Adela didn't believe in love anymore, it was a Facade ; a total joke. She would never be a fool to any other man. The only man she will ever love was her son and father. She was really a clown, she heaved a sigh, as she made her bed. She actually thought someone like Andre would want someone like her, it was too good to be true.

—

"Mr. Levetté it's good to see you smiling again." Marta interrupted his breakfast as she wiped the table counter. "…eating and happy." She added.