Judas kiss

Chapter 56 - You make me weak

When Della heard the first knock.

She quickly composed herself not wanting Spencer to see her like this. Della didn't want to go back in

there and see Andre. It just hurt so much. It hurt even more when Amber brought her pregnancy

endeavors with her. It reminded Della of all the time she never had with Andre. She wondered how it

would have been like if Andre had been there with her throughout all those times..

Would Andre have loved to accompany her to the doctor for her routine checkups? Would he have

been excited about having their first child? Would he have held her hand during labor and tell her that

everything would be okay?

She couldn't stop comparing her first child experience with everyone else who had a smooth sail with

their partner. She will admit that she was beyond jealous.

She was jealous—

Jealous because she never had that.

"Come in?" Della said in a composed voice. Her eyes puffy from crying. All the air left her lungs when

she saw a certain 6'2 male blonde entered the cabin suite. She watched him as if it was in slow motion.

As he closed the door only for his dazed blue eyes study her from head to toe, as she sat on the bed in

the middle of the room. She felt self conscious. He felt as if he was staring at the most beautiful woman

in the world. His breath was caught in his throat. It was crazy to think he once had her... beautiful as

she is. He once had her with no complications. They were married, he was one lucky bastard who got

to see her every evening and wake up next to her every morning. That pestering feeling that?he once? Content is property © NôvelDrama.Org.

had her and he let her go. Andre had it all with this woman and he let it all go and now she was

engaged, promised to another man.

Della had not noticed but now that he was up close and not in the far corner of a room filled with more

than a hundred people. She noticed it instantly that he was wearing his wedding suit.

"Are you alright?" He asked, walking to seat beside her on the elegant bed cover.

"I'm fine." Della said almost immediately.

Andre nodded as he noticed the lavish ring on her finger. His heart felt as if it was tightening in his

chest. It felt restricted.

"Why did you wear this suit?" She asked him. He hadn't expected her to notice but she did and he

didn't have a straight answer when thinking about it.

"I wanted-" he paused. "I wanted to somehow feel the same feeling, I felt that day on the second of

May." Andre said their anniversary date. "I wanted to somehow feel like I still have you. That you're

going to be wearing my ring instead of his—"

There was silence between them.

"So why did you bring her?" Della asked her voice laced with jealousy.

"I needed a date since I lost my wife because I was stupid. Since I let her go and never got to feel the

same way Daniel feels right at this moment." Andre said with a shrug fumbling with his fingers. They

both felt the same way about this whole pregnancy guilt.

"I wanted to tell you, I tried." Della said softly.

"I know you did." He responded remembering how she had begged and begged him to give him only

two minutes because she had something important to tell him.

"I didn't do it, intentionally Andre. I wasn't asking you to take me back... I just wanted you to know you

were going to be a father." Della said in a low voice. "I figured you wouldn't accept Leo because I had

cheated—" Andre interrupted.

"You didn't, I know you didn't."

"I get that you would have had doubts about him being yours." She murmured. "I don't blame you." She

shrugged.

"When were you going to tell me? If we hadn't met—" He asked her.

"I wasn't." She said firmly. "I always told Leo the truth. I didn't want to lie to him so he would later hate

me. I just told him that his father left before he was born. He didn't know that he existed." She sighed.

"If he wanted to look for you in the future, I wouldn't have lied to him either. I was going to tell him the

truth—"

Andre couldn't imagine that.

"I was going to tell him your name and that you share the same blue eyes and blonde hair. That you

have the same habits, you both hate raisins and that... you're a good man and it just didn't work out."

Andre felt guilty.

"I was already absent for six years of his life and I can't imagine if I had missed more only for him to

look for me when he is older.."

"Leo loves you regardless." Della said.

"But you don't?" He questioned. Della was quiet as the background music of the orchestra played from

afar.

"I do but it doesn't matter."

Andre smiled, hearing her admit that she loved him made him have mixed feelings.

"It does." Andre said quickly taking her left hand in his. "I can't and will likely never ever stop loving you,

Adela. I think of you daily sometimes I can't bare it. I dream of you.. I have dreamt of you throughout

the years that you had left me. I wondered where you were and if you were okay? Even though I was

angry at you. I still love you even when I'm angry. I still love you even if when I don't want to feel

anything. I tried really hard trust me, I did. These past seven years, I tried getting over you. Sometimes

I'd like to think you have bewitched me. I had you and you showed me heaven, I can't imagine not

having you.. it was torture. I can't imagine not being able to say your name out loud and my heart

fluttering relentlessly. I love you Adela and if I knew how to get over you. I would, I tried but I'm failing

dismally."

Della couldn't hold the tears underneath her eyes.

"I know, what we have is complicated. I wish it wasn't." He said softly as he wiped a tear away from her

now rosy cheeks.

"If I told you that all the women I dated after our divorce were Hispanic. It was only because I was

trying to find you in them." He sighed. "I won't blame my mother, Adela. I take all the blame and

responsibility for everything that happened. You tried to leave so many times and I was just so selfish I

wouldn't let you until this finally happened and you got hurt and humiliated all because I was selfish.

You made me happy but sometimes I think I was selfish." Andre breathed heavily to show frustration. "I

was selfish to see how badly, my mother treated you and how you just chose to ignore and take it

because you loved me and wanted to be with me regardless."

Della knew they had to revisit their past and now was probably the time to best do it for closure's sake.

"The truth is, I didn't deserve you. I just never did, you were too good for me. You were pure and

innocent and I just fucked that up. Countless times you told me to leave you alone.."

Della laughed with tears in her eyes. She remembered how Andre kept pestering her for just one

chance, just one date then he would leave her alone. He would come every day at her workplace and

order coffee just so he could see her. Her co-workers told her that she was lucky and that it was a

shame on her that she had no idea who the Levetté's were. She remembered when one of them

googled Andre and showed her while they were on duty and Andre was seating in his booth in the

corner. They had said that he had came earlier but they told him that her shift only started later on. He

had to continue ordering just so he could seat there and wait for Della. He didn't know her name for the

first couple of weeks. He just always described her as the pretty tan waitress and then everyone who

worked there immediately knew that he meant Della. She had even given him a wrong number but felt

bad when he came back the kept day, a smile on his face as he told her he wouldn't give up. He didn't

—

Her co-workers has told her to be careful because he was known for.. and he only wanted to sleep with

her.

"I did but I didn't want you to." She admitted.

"I was so damn optimistic.." He chuckled. "I somehow already knew that you were the girl I wanted to

marry.. in those moments."

"We really can't change anything from the past, what happened; happened." Della muttered. Andre

turned to look at her.

There was awkward silence.

"Amber and Daniel seem really happy.." Della said softly. There was always a distant feeling that

always reminded them that could have been them, if certain things had not turned out the way they

had.

"Can I tell you something, Adela?" Andre added.

"Yes?" She replied.

"I want a child." He said a gleeful smile immediately graced his lips.

"Not just with anyone but only with you. I have never felt so miserable.. talking to Daniel these past few

months has been horrible. All we talk about is pregnancy this and that. I never had the chance when

Leo was conceived.. I want to have a second child with you. I want to feel useful, I want to be there for

you. I want to give you foot rubs, I want you to make me run around like a headless chicken just to

satisfy any craving of yours. I want to be excited to buy clothes, I want us to argue about the name we

will choose for our child. I want to be able to tell everyone that I'm going to be a father. I just want to

surprise everyone when they least expect it. I want to be with you when we first lay our eyes on our

baby. I want Leo to have a sibling. He is lonely, I know but I want a second child with you because I

love you, Adela. I want Leo to have a sibling not a half sibling. I don't want him to feel unloved or to feel

you love your second child with another man more. Adela, we had so much planned for when we would

be parents but we never got to do that. Please Adela, nothing absolutely nothing will make me

happier."

It was as if Andre had read Della's mind, of course she wanted to do this with someone by her side. It

didn't mean she would love Leo any less but she just wanted to feel how it would be to have someone

by your side.

"Make me pregnant, Andre." She said.

She knew that was Spencer's worst fear and more than anything he would be so disgusted of Adela

being pregnant for another man that he would leave her alone. Della wanted to be with Andre and this

just felt so right. Adela feared Spencer would want to make her pregnant and she didn't want that. She

didn't know when her father would help her get away from Spencer. At this moment she didn't think

about much as Andre laid his lips on top of hers and hovered over her.

Her lips tasted like cherry. It wasn't rushed they both took their time. Andre took his time admire every

meander on this woman's body. He missed it. When they had sex the last time, it was quick and out of

anger, hunger and frustration but now it was out of love and adoration. Della loved the smell of Andre,

as he dominated her and helped her unzip her dress. She could already feel how hard he was for her.

Andre's body was always so quick to response to her touch. He laid soft gently kisses on her neck, he

groaned in her ear as he rubbed himself against her. He admired her full breasts, flicking each bud as

he tasted her lips. He felt he had been deprived off this delicacy for years. He had never wanted a

woman the way he wanted Della. He dreamt and reminisced about their time together all the time.

Even in meetings, he would say dream about his ex-wife and how she would almost cry whenever he

entered her flower. He always dreamt about moments when she would melt around him from pleasure.

She would drip with moist all around him. How her thighs always vibrates from pleasure whenever they

were entwined. He wanted to fill her up and be deep inside her core.

They didn't waste time with role play. Both now naked, her thighs wide open for him. He didn't waste

anytime diving his girth deep in her. As always Della held onto his muscular lean shoulders, let out a

whimper. It was his favorite reaction from her. She always seemed to be tighter and she could never

get used to his size. He loved how she bit on his neck not being able to control herself as he gave her

slow strokes pulling out of her delicate flower only to slam back into her with so much force it

threatened to paralyze her for a few minutes.

She moaned in his ear.

He whispered that he loved her over and over again. She did the same as her fingers wrecked through

his blonde streaks. She didn't know how he would cover up the fact that he had just indulged in this

type of pleasure when they would go back. She didn't care as she wrapped her legs around his waist

giving him the angle to thrust deeper. It was all so overwhelming because just when she felt weak and

couldn't take anymore of him.. he would push deeper. Della felt emotional, she didn't know where the

tears had came from but she was crying.

"Did I hurt you?" Andre stopped immediately when he tasted the salty drops in between their lips as

they kissed. They were so close, they were practically breathing the same air. She looked at his

delicate eyes filled with concern.

She cried.. "N-no I'm just so happy, I missed you so much." She cried.

"I missed you more.." He whispered in her ear as they continued with their entwined movement. She

felt so overwhelmed, she loved this man and right he here at this moment, he was with her in the most

intimate way and nothing absolutely nothing could be better than that. With their breaths ravaged, Della

tightened around Andre's manhood making it hard for him to move. It took only a two more thrusts, as

he released a string of white substance inside her. The warm substance brought Della into her own

climax. Andre made sure to thrust deeper as he released his seeds inside her, he wanted to make sure

that she would bear his fruit in her womb no matter what.

This is what they both wanted.

He was about to move when Della stopped him.

"Don't.." She said pulling him back. She loved his warmth.

"I read in a magazine that laying like this a few minutes after, can help make sure that.."

"You get pregnant.." he finished her sentence and she nodded.

He smiled, a feeling if excitement, piercing through both of them. As they laid entwined, Andre to this

time to lay kisses all over her face and neck. Her collar bone.. her breasts.

Some moments later they decided they needed to go back. Della didn't bother wiping herself, she just

wore her panties and then put on her dress. She was glad Andre hadn't laid any hickeys in her neck

area or collarbone area. She didn't want a repeat of Spencer's abusive tendency.

Andre gave her one last kiss as she helped him out on his black tie. He thought it was the last kiss but

he ended up giving her another one as he pressed her against the door.

"You make me weak.." he admitted.

She smiled kissing him back.

When she walked back into the great hall. She felt as if all eyes were on her. Andre had remained

behind because them coming back in together would be very suspicious. Lucio gave her a wink. She

felt her father's scrutinizing gaze. Jeanine as well. She felt as if maybe she looked fucked. She had

tried fixing herself properly.

"Where the hell have you been Della—" Spencer gave her a tight smile because all the eyes were on

them and it seemed they had been looking for her.

Suddenly Luc came over with a wet dress shirt. He had been drinking water and purposely spilled it on

himself discretely

"Hey Della thanks, I owe you. I'm renting this tux so if it had went back with red wine. I have no idea

how much I would have had to pay." Luc lied know exactly what his sister in law had been up to with his

brother.

"O-oh yeah. With clumsy Leo you get used to these type of things." Della coughed.

Spencer sighed as he gave Della a smile.

"I thought you were with that fucker, thanks goodness." He whispered in her ear. From afar she could

see Andre smirking at her as his date shouted at him. He didn't seem to care much.

It would be a long evening.?