Judas kiss novel Chapter 20

It was her birthday, she never celebrated it much. Her mom didn't want to hear any of it?regardless?when her grandparents were still around they always tried to make it special. She would be twenty-two. This birthday was also different because she had met a special someone that year, Andre.

I'm so sorry?amor,?I?have?meeting after meeting, we can't spend the day together. Te amo Te amo te amo, i love you to the moon and back.

- Andre xx

She felt her lips curve up into a smile, she wasn't expecting much from anyone but the fact that he actually put effort in letting her know made her smile.

"What are you beaming for?" Marcela grumbled at her daughter. She looked her worst, from her hair to her?Dow to her?clothing, with little bits of blood on the sides of her nose, she constantly sniffed. This is what drugs did to people—

"Marcela, let's get you cleaned up before I?leave for?work?" Della said putting her small Nokia phone in her back pocket.

"NO NO NO NO, I-I-I WILL NOT!!"?Marcela yelled shivering beyond any doubt. Della rolled her eyes at her mother acting like a child, she did this every morning, you see—

"MARCELA DON'T MAKE ME DRAG YOU TO THE BATHROOM OKAY? I'm not leaving you until you have bathed." Della yelled back. It was a constant struggle every morning.

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After an hour of bickering and yelling she was finally cleaned up. Marcela sat on the bed shivering, like a child with a cold; Della softly combed her hair.

"You need?professional help—"?Della whispered. "Proper help Marcela!"?Marcela's eyes felt heavy she was about to sleep, at least whenever she slept she wouldn't be a problem and better yet she wasn't in pain. She tied her mother's soft hair in a bun. Making sure she had put?some warm clothes on.?Laying?her mother down on the bed and put a warm fleece over her shaking body.

Before heading out she left food on her bedside and water—?with that she locked the door. Until she could get her mother help, she wasn't going to let her roam around the streets of Brooklyn, New York. Her neighbor Margarita had promised to check up on her from time to time for $10 of course nothing was for free.

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She arrived at work, like normally nothing new happened. Same old customers, the rude, the nice—?when she finally knocked off around six pm, she couldn't wait to lay down in her bed and watch Telenovela's. In a way she felt like she was in?her own?Telenovela right now because Andre Levetté was her boyfriend. He had asked her on their third date. They had been dating for three months now. He made her laugh, above all he made her feel like there was no gap between them?—the gap between the?rich and poor—?he made her forget about all her worries. She knew it wouldn't last long that's why she kept a room for disappointment, she was certainly nothing compared to the women he used to mingle with before.?They were all so glamorous and classy. The type to fit the magazine covers.

She was saying good bye to?one of?her co-workers when a black sleek SUV parked in front of Starbucks. She immediately face palmed. Why did he always do that? She blushed. Albane made this way out of the car, towards where she was standing. The windows of the?SUV were tinted so she couldn't exactly see Andre's face smirking at her reaction.

"Greetings, Ms. McCarthy." He said softly dressed in?his formal uniform, it was full black so?she started remembering stupid things like men in black movie.

"Hi,?Albane. Remember,?I told you not to call me?with any formalities?or else I wouldn't take the requests from your boss." She giddily smiled.?"It's just Della!"

"Yes, Ma'am. I mean yes?D-Della?." only people close to her called her Adela. In fact everyone had started calling her Della that very few people didn't know her full name was Adela.

"Mr. Levetté requested for your presence—"?Albane Gauthier said with a solemn expression?clearing his throat. She thought he was busy today and also her mom needed her.

"I can't, I have things to do at home." She frowned because she really wanted to see her Andre.?He made her feel things she had never ever once felt for another human being.

"Unfortunately Mr. Levetté?insisted,?I shouldn't leave without you so shall we go or must I follow and pester you until you decide to come with?" He said in a serious tone. he towered over her 5'5 frame she felt like he could easily put her over his shoulder and throw her in the back sit before driving away.

"Fine…" She said going towards the car, he opened the door for her and she sat on the sleek leather seats. People were watching them like a hawk. It wasn't everyday someone like her got picked up like that. She had told Andre that she wanted them to be a secret,?clearly not?ready for the spotlight besides that she knew they would break up in their fourth or fifth month?because Andre never lasted longer than that. If she told Andre she was indeed waiting for marriage, he would leave..

Immediately ing?Margarita that she would be home late and that she should take care of her mother—?she will add another $20?of course, Margarita didn't hesitate saying okay.

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When she arrived, she wasn't as surprised as she was the first time she saw his mansion. Instead this time she knew her way around. She saw the man who she didn't want to fall in love with but every time she saw him her heart skipped a beat. He was dressed casually in a?dark blue?v-neck and jeans. It shaped his muscular chest and biceps. His blonde hair messy, he was humming something while cooking. He looked so heavenly.

She finally cleared her throat and he turned around. A smile crept on his lips showing off his pearly whites and the one dimple on his left cheek. He immediately walked towards her and engulfed her in his arms. He smelt so heavenly she thought. "Mon amour,?I?missed you so much." He whispered.

"I missed you too." They finally pulled back looking into each other's eyes. He caressed her cheek and put a strand of her hair behind her ear. "You should let me come to your work place, I?can't take this hiding anymore."

"No, Andre I don't want people being suspicious." She broke their eye contact.

"There won't be any suspicion in fact I want the whole world to know you are mine." He said immediately crushing his lips onto hers. At first she didn't respond but after a while she did. She let her arms wrap around Andre's broad shoulders. Without any effort he lifted her up from the titled floor placing her on the kitchen counter where she sat and he stood in between her thighs, she could feel his member down there poking her front. It felt good. Their kiss was feverish, hungry and slow. He massaged her?boobs, her nipples were already hard. He knew this woman would be the death of him. The amount of cold showers he had to take after she left his presence...

Someone cleared their throat- Albane.

"Sir, your food is burning." Albane said when Andre gave him a glare like a dog that felt threatened that someone would?steal?its bone.

"Ah fuck!"?Andre?went off?to the stove, Della giggled at his reaction. He ran his hand through his blonde locks, before smiling because he loved when she giggled. Albane gracefully left their presence.

"It's too late, now everything is messed?up." He sighed.

"Why were you cooking anyways?" She smiled at him and he felt his heartbeat faster.

"It's your birthday and since you don't want to go?out?with me or be seen with me in public. I thought I would be a sweetheart if I cooked us dinner here... you are such a distraction. Do you know that ?" He asked her with a smirk.

"Well I still appreciate the effort, come here!"?She?smirked?as he made his way back in between her thighs. He could have asked his chef but he wanted to make it even more special?with the effort.?She caressed his tiny stubble and gently laid a perk on his lips. He growled..."You are such a tease, mon coeur. I want a proper kiss." She blushed. He immediately put his lips on hers,?it was heaven whenever they touched the sparks were undeniable.

"Thanks for remembering my birthday." She said breaking the kiss.

"I could never forget." He set his lips on hers again.

"Should we order Chinese and watch a movie?" He suggested. "Awesome." She said jumping off the counter only to be pulled back into his strong arms.

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The movie turned out to be more of a makeup session for the two love birds. Andre couldn't keep his hands and lips off her neither could she. She was straddling him on his king sized bed, constantly giggling at what Andre was whispering in her ear. She forgot—

for a moment, about her mother, her problems, for a bit she was happy. This was how Andre made her feel.

"Stop..."?She moaned.