Judas kiss novel Chapter 5

"I told him that Leo wasn't his child." Della said putting the new bed covers for one of the hotel suites.

"Did he believe you?" Mila asked curiously fixing the unmade bed. They were both in their maid uniforms, they had been friends ever since Della started working at the hotel four years back. Mila was also a Latino which made it really easy for them to be friends. Having the same language and very much same interests. Mila knew everything that had happened to her best friend. The shit her arsehole husband put her friend through.?

"Everyone knows I cheated, Mila so he has to believe me." Della said in a monotonous tone, she didn't care about alot of things. She hardly got excited for anything unless it had to do with her son. She found zero interest in anything really—

"But look, if he said he knows what his mother did that means he knows you are lying." Mila replied after a hard well thought.

"Even if he founds out what happened? What's the point? We should just let it go." Della replied folding the white towels near the ensuite basin.

"So you don't feel anything?" Mila asked looking at her friend expectedly but all she did was look up and frown then continued doing her work. Mila knew that Della had been so heartbroken that she was so numb but deep down inside she hoped she would see her friend happy again with another man. She certainly wouldn't allow that dog from the Levetté's into her friend's life again.

"Della ?" Mila wiggled her eyebrows.

"Mhm?" Della answered breaking away from her thoughts, she was thinking about how much she needed to save so that Leondre could go for that school camp and the things that he would need. Ofcourse all the work she put in was all for her little young man.

"I asked you a question." Mila replied at her friend who seemingly showed no interest.

"Uh no I didn't feel anything." Della replied going back to her cleaning.

"You sure? I mean your ex-husband is quite a hot mess." Mila said blithely but Della just shook her head and continued with her work.

"Andre always deserved better." Della suddenly said out of the blue. "I was just a middle class girl, with a lot of baggage but now I don't have to feel bad about it because we are not together." Mila frowned because her friend was oblivious to all the men that stared at her every single day, be it clients or other employees ;there was just something about her. She was beautiful and she didn't even know it, maybe it was her Latino genes that gave her those noticeable curves and her caramel skin. Even after having gave birth to her son, she looked way better than before. Her body was sexy in every way possible even with stretch marks here and there.

"Which suite are you assigned to next ?" Mila asked changing the subject.

"Uhm 132B infact the whole left wing." Dela replied.

"Well I'm on the C side so I will meet you at lunch." Mila added making her way out of the suite before blowing her friend kisses.

"Okay Mila." Della smiled at how childish her friend was being.

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It was almost midday when Della's manager called her and told her that she needed to attend to the royal suite. Della didn't mind because it was her job. She made her way towards the Royal Suite, it was obviously the biggest suite in the hotel. Usually snobs with high demands always resided in that suite. Della knocked on the door before yelling... "Room service." Her voice echoed. After a few minutes the door opened revealing—