Judas kiss

This was what Della had been dreading the whole week ;sitting on a table across her ex-husband and son. Leondre seemed excited. This was all for him, only for him. Andre wanted to talk to Della about their son in fact he wanted to talk about more than just that with her. As for Della she just wanted to discuss only about her son and co-parenting.

Della looked at the mansion she once stayed in, nothing had changed much. The same way she had her flowers around the yard is the same way it was, still well maintained. She always thought maybe Andre would rip them out judging by the way he was so angry even hearing her name or even seeing her at the time. The same anger made him lay a hand on his woman when she tried to tell him about their baby.

"Woah! Is this Mister Andre's house?" Leo said in awe.

"Yes, that's your father's house now if you follow me. He is expecting you inside.." Albane Gauthier the Butler spoke in a professional tone.

"That's so cool, like super cool!" Leo was amazed by how huge the house was. As for Della she felt like she was visiting her haunted past that she never wanted to remember but she had to do it for her son. They followed Albane up to the front door. The garden was surrounded with Roman and Greek Statues. Andre and Della had many things in common and aesthetic art was one of them. The difference was Andre bought everything he thought was beautiful and Della captured it in her heart as it made her feel what hidden meaning was behind it.

"Ma'am, I will leave you with Marta." Albane said giving them a brief nod. Marta's eyes were suddenly glossy from tears, she was in forties and was very much close to Della once upon a time.

"Della is that you?" She asked clearly shocked and but more so happy.

"Uhm yes." Della returned the gesture, Leo looked at both of them weirdly as they hugged each other tightly.

"And who is this young man?" Marta asked after pulling away from their embrace.

"That's Leondre... my son." Della let out a proud smile.

"Oh my goodness. Is he?" Marta asked with her hand on her mouth.

"Yes, he is." Andre's son. Della said not proud of that fact in anyway.

"He is so handsome like his father. Oh Della, I missed you so much and I'm glad you are coming back home. Andre has been miserable and—" Marta rumbled on and on in Spanish but Della cut her off with a smile.

"No no no, I'm not here for that." She let out a sigh. Leo was looking around the mansion with the huge ceilings and large glass doors. The two women talking didn't even realize that he had went out of site.

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Andre was making his way downstairs because he heard the most mesmerizing voice and her laugh made him flutter inside. He never thought that he would have her again in their safe haven. Not after everything he had put her through. When she agreed to bring Leo, he knew that this was his opportunity to make things right. By things right... everything right.

"Mister Andre— i mean dad." Leo sidled awkwardly. He had been touching things near the fire place and he knew his mom would scold him for doing that in someone's house.

"Hey little man." Andre smiled broadly and Leo ran to hug him. Andre lifted him up and higher with his height.

Leo giggled.

"Where is your mom ?" Andre asked putting him down.

"She is talking to that lady. You know when mama starts speaking in Spanish she never finishes." Leo said making his father look at him in awe.

would be so mad at him she couldn't speak English anymore, she would start chattering none stop in Spanish and he would simply kiss her until

something with Marta. There had never been

she disliked him. She felt someone's gaze on her so she shifted her eyes to the left only to see Andre and Leo. Andre was

ready." Marta cleared her throat when she realized her boss was standing behind

Andre said in a

know why she felt awkward around him. Maybe because for a long time they didn't just say morning to each other... they made out, showered together and did many other

you decided to come." Andre said

only here for an hour, i have an early shift." She said as they sat around the table that looked like it was a feast. Leo was sat in the middle. Andre and Della across each other

"But—"

for us." Andre said looking

right? So you can get

her beauty. Even if she wore rags she would still look beautiful. He just wanted to run his hands through her silky long hair. He hated the

when Leo started asking these sort of questions like how he once asked

Andre briefly looked at Della

your mother at Starbucks. The first time I saw her, I thought she was the most beautiful girl I had ever seen. I would buy coffee that I didn't even drink just to see her." Andre said looking at Della who felt like she could just erase her whole memory that had?featuring

grinned. "Then

in fact she didn't want anything to do with me." Andre smiled remembering every single memory. Della sat there feeling awkward and stiff in her place.

do it without anything going on with Andre. Just set your boundaries between each other. It will be

you are like super famous like my grandpa?" Leo

for boyfriends. She was also having problems with her mother who had became a heroin addict at the

so that he would realise she wasn't worth it and leave her for someone better but he didn't and seven years later they got married, had a child and Divorced so that

"Like the cute girl in my class

you are too young to know—" Della said clearly shocked but Andre

pretty like your mother here?" Andre felt like maybe this role of being a father wouldn't be so bad. Della's mouth was open ajar, how dare he want to give her son advise. Bad advise for that matter. She didn't want Leo to

has my mommy's hair." Leo giggled.

Andre's presence. For

Leo sighed looking at both his parents who seemed concerned. Della smiled. "You are unique baby." Della gave

Della roll her eyes at him. He gave her a smirk and her heart bounced up and down.

you to your room upstairs on the second wing." He paused as Leo jumped up and down with excitement. "I had it set out just for you, whenever you come around. I hope you like it buddy." Andre added. Della felt her heart lighten, she didn't think he

Love.

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how stupid he was. He was an imbecile having treated her the way he did. He would do anything to have her in his arms smiling the way she always did. Della was always a smiler, she smiled

a walk with him in what used to be their garden and she hesitantly agreed because yes ;there was a

only

He said clearing his

just like before, when he would hold her close and kiss her endlessly only now she had put a distance between them. SHE didn't want them

he did. They reached a certain point and sat on the same bench they use to have sex on at night