Judas kiss novel Chapter 54

Della looked at the gown that Spencer had sent her. It was written?'Alfred Sung strapless High/Low satin twill ballgown'?It screamed extravagant. It was was elegantly fine, with the dark maroon color.

"Atleast you're happy with your date.." Della sighed as she looked at her face on the mirror. She was glad the hired makeup artist had managed to hide her eyes bags. All the crying that she had been doing wasn't helping.

"Yeah Alfredo is really trying.." Mila smiled. "He told Garreth and everything will be okay.." Mila added just to lighten up the mood but Della was still sad.

"I hope..? I don't regret this."

"You won't, Garreth knows exactly how to deal with his minion—" Mila said softly.

"I'm just not looking forward to seeing Andre; with another woman." Della admitted.

"He probably said that just to make you jealous.." Mila giggled but Della didn't. She looked absolutely breathtaking with the red matte lipstick to match her maroon strapless dress. It outline and well defined her beautiful white smile. Her eyes revealed all sorts of lugubriousness no matter how hard she tried to cover it up.

"I hope so.." Della sighed. She wasn't worked up about the whole black tie yacht event. She hadn't even tried on her dress to see if it fit her properly. All she wanted to do was stay home with her baby and watch Hotel Transylvania; his favorite.

"Don't worry, alright? Garreth will put a stop to Spencer sooner than you think—"

She merely just gave Mila a small smile. Mila seemed excited already wearing Lulus convertible chiffon gown. Snapping selfies of herself here and there. Della just sat next to her dress as it was still in its packaging. She just sat in her morning gown. Looking miserable. Mila tried to cheer her up.. but it didn't help. Mila was excited because these were her types of events. She lived for the spotlight and she was just enjoying the perks of having something with a well off man even though they had not made anything official. Mila jumped with joy when she saw a box of lavish chocolates right next to her gown as it was being delivered by Alfredo's driver. He even had a make up artist come over at Della's apartment as per Mila's request. Della just watched how happy her friend seemed. She didn't want to ruin Mila's night with her problems. Mila had finally gotten all the things she had always wanted.. she wanted a man who treated her well and knew how spoil.

She deserved every good thing, Alfredo was doing for her. She hadn't had that in a long time.

She asked Mila about how she felt about Alfredo's occupation. How she would deal with it all.. would she go back to Mexico for his sake—

"We're not getting married Della.. relax." Mila quirked.

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Ignacio rolled his eyes, for what seemed like the tenth time. 'Della this, Della that. Can't that bitch just die already..'?Ignacio thought to himself as he handed Spencer back his little black box that contained a platinum round cut diamond solitaire ring with side diamonds.

"It's nice." Ignacio shrugged.

"Just nice?" Spencer questioned.

"Yeah just nice, it's cute." Ignacio said ignorantly taping and swiping on his phone. That annoying kid Luc kept bothering him.

'Dude, I'm not anyone's boyfriend; I'm not gay or bi either. I don't have any label and that's that. Relationships? I don't roll like that. You're a good kid. Good luck finding a date, no bad blood.' Ignacio.

He shrugged once more watching Spencer put on his clean white dress shirt that perfectly defined his body structure. He looked at Spencer dreamily..

Spencer turned to look at him when he was doing his last top button.

"Hey man, are you okay?" Spencer questioned curiously.

"Dude yeah.. what gave you that idea." Ignacio cleared his throat.

"Nothing, it's just that you have been staring into space.." Spencer turned back to face the mirror. Ignacio could help but admire his back side as well. His well defined buns, from all the leg work outs that Spencer did every morning at the gym. Ignacio couldn't compare his skinny lean body to Spencer.. sometimes he would just go to the gym to watch Spencer work out while he pretended to busy himself. It was more rewarding because Spencer always walked butt naked in front of his supposed friend in any case.

"Nah, I'm just thinking about the fact that you're getting married—" Ignacio said in a snazzy tone. A lot of distaste and anger hidden beneath it.

"Crazy right..?!" Spencer chuckled.

"Super." Ignacio replied with absolutely no enthusiasm in his tone. "How did you propose?"

"I didn't." Spencer responded with ease.

"So—" Ignacio questioned.

"My love is enough for the both of us." Spencer said with a smug look.

So is ours.?Ignacio thought to himself.

"You know that guy from the cafe down the road Central Park?" Ignacio said softly.

"Yeah.. kinda—" Spencer took a long breath.

"I think he has a thing for you." Ignacio chuckled making it sound like a joke but Spencer's demeanor immediately changed.

"That?faggot?better stay the far fuck away from me." He let out a homophobic slur.

"Are you fucking serious?" Ignacio questioned with a serious face.

"Dude, they can be gay and shit. I don't give a fuck but just far away from me."

Ignacio laughed muttering. "Crazy.." but it hurt. It hurt much more that he was planning to get married to Della. It hurt that he might even have a friendship with Spencer if he ever found out. It seemed Spencer was very homophobic, he had nothing good to say about that community and that really hurt Ignacio. He wished if only Della could die before ever getting Spencer. If he couldn't have Spencer then no one would.?

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Andre couldn't stop thinking about what had happened earlier at the office. Garreth McCarthy had paid him a visit. He wasn't expecting it, that was far from his expectations. Garreth has always expressed his grieve and hatred for Andre. It just surprised him how he came in such a calm manor and showed mutual respect for Andre which he had never had before.

"Garreth if you're here to warn me about your daughter.. please—" Andre was cut off.