Judas kiss

Chapter 34 - Spoiled fucking brats.



Chapter 34 - Spoiled fucking brats.

"Who are we waiting for?" Leo asked his mother. He was very curious because his mother rarely

picked him up from school, that was his dad's job ever since he came along. Now they were sat in their

usual coffee shop with Leondre stuffing his face in the freshly baked chocolate muffins. His mother

looked at him, she wasn't going to bother telling him that he was messing his uniform. After all it was a

Friday, he might as well-

"We are waiting for one of mommies friend." Della replied suddenly waving her hand at someone. Leo

then turned his head to look at the man who was approaching their both. Della had a wide smile clearly

excited and happy. Leo watched the exchange as his mother stood up to hug the man who had a

strong built and wore casual jeans and a NYC t-shirt. Leo cringed as he sat down next to his mother in

their booth.

"You must be Leo-" The man said giving the young boy a smile.

"It's Leondre." Leo replied making his mom give him a warning eye.

"Well alright then Leondre, I'm Spencer." He introduced himself to the kid who sat across them in the

booth.

"I didn't ask." Leondre frowned putting his cupcake down.

"Leondre, you are being very rude." Della scolded her son who only glared at her. Sometimes Della

questioned why her son was like this, at times it was a blessing to have a much smarter and mature kid

but at times-

"It's alright." Spencer said calmly rubbing Della's shoulder. This really put Leo off the edge.

"Can we go home?" He grumbled.

"But you still need to meet my friend, Leo?" Della said through gritted teeth.

"I didn't ask to meet him." Leo said as he furrowed his eyebrows. Looking at the man who's arms were

covered in tattoes including his neck. "I thought we were meeting dad." Leo added. Della didn't know

how to respond, with Leo he was very unpredictable.

"You will see your dad on the weekend." Della said firmly. "Right now I want you to get to know

Spencer." She explained. Spencer was quiet letting her handle the situation, he didn't want to interrupt.

"I don't want to meet Spencer." Leo said rolling his eyes. Della always thought Leo got this little attitude

from the Levetté genes probably Jeanine as much as she hated to think about it. He was a spitfire

whenever he wanted to be.

"Leo-" Della warned again giving him a warning eye but Leo sat rigid in his spot. With his blonde hair in

a messy quiff, he resembled his father.

"Ugh, I'm sorry Spence. He isn't usually like this." Della turned to Spencer which seemed calm and

understood the whole scene.

"It's alright, I understand Leondre. You're afraid that someone is in your mother's life and she might love

someone more than you. Considering you are used to the idea of it just being the two of you." Spencer

said softly eying the little boy who starred at him like he had some sort of disease.

"I think you are just afraid that if I don't like you she won't like you." Leo spit back leaving Spencer with

his jaw dropped and Della's mouth ajar. "I don't like you. I don't like your silly tattoes. Mom, I don't like

him so can we go home now."

"We are not going anywhere until you apologize to Spencer." Della said clearly flabbergasted by the This text is property of Nô/velD/rama.Org.

things her son had said.

"I'm calling dad." Leo retorted his blue eyes blankly staring at the couple that sat opposite him.

"Leondre, you should learn to respect your mother. I don't appreciate the tone you use on her. Where

was this father of yours when you were born?" Spencer bit back forgetting he was still just a six year

old boy.

Leondre stared back at the just blinking. Blankly he didn't reply, he just continued to stare at them.

Rage clear in his eyes.

"Can I be excused?" Leo blinked. "To the bathroom." He added when his mother looked at him with a

worried look. She didn't want Spencer to talk to her son like that but it was already done. Maybe she

was too soft with him now in her defence Leo was being very disrespectful but he didn't deserve that

considering she hadn't discussed how she and Andre ended their marriage. Della thought she would

wait for him to at least be a little older before telling him the whole ideal.

"Alright Leo, you can go to the bathroom while I have word with Spencer theeeen-" She said in a

excited voice. "Then we can order as many cup cakes as you want huh?" She raised an eyebrow but

Leo just turned to go out of the booth straight towards the male washrooms. She instantly felt bad and

wanted to follow her baby there.

"You shouldn't have said that to him." Della turned to Spencer who looked un-buffered.

"He is a little spoiled brat, Della. Someone had to set him straight." Spencer shrugged. Della looked at

him with a shocked look.

"I thought you said you like kids?" She tried to compose himself.

"I didn't say I like kids, I said I tolerate them darling and I want going to let him disrespectful you like

that." Spencer defended himself.

"You are going to go follow him in there and apologize, fix whatever feud you may have with a six year

old." Della said firmly.

"Alright Alright, if that's what you want." Spencer gave her a panty dropping smirk. She was easily

caught in his trance.

Spencer made his way to the male bathrooms, he didn't find Leo anywhere near the sinks so he must

have been in on of the cubicles.

"Yes, daddy."?Spencer heard the little boy sniveling.

"She brought this big man with tattoes and he was yelling at me for?wanting?to go home.?Mommy?

helped him yell at me. Please send Albane to come fetch me,?I?don't?want to be here daddy."

Spencer shook his head before muttering... "Spoiled fucking brats."

"Leondre." Spencer pretended to have just entered. A man came out of the other cubicle, he

exchanged greetings with Spencer before heading out. This left the entire bathroom with only Leondre

and Spencer.

"Leave me alone." The little boy yelled back. "My dad is coming and you won't like him."

"Listen here kid, come out of there before I pull you out by your blazer. I don't have time for fucking

games, I'm not scared of your loser dad." Spencer growled.

"What do you want from my mommy?" Leo questioned still hiding behind the door if the cubicle.

Spencer continued walking back and forth.

"Just shut up and be a good little boy and get out. When we go back to our booth you will tell your mom

that you absofuckinglutely love me and that we resolved whatever we had going on." Spencer growled.

"Do you understand-" before he could reply he was interrupted by a man who looked a little older as in

his early or mid forties. He was dressed in full black, like a chauffeur...?a chauffeur.?It dawned onto

Spencer.

"Leo, come out its Albane." The man passed Spencer totally ignoring his presence.

"I have been trying to get him to come out-" Spencer chuckled dryly.

"Sir, I heard everything you said to this little boy and I will be sure to let his father know." Albane replied

with a straight face. Spencer chuckled dryly he gently lifted up his shirt reviewing a gun that was jerked

up on the right side of his belt. Albane immediately felt stiff in his spot.

"Be sure to tell him." Spencer smirked.

"Albane-" Leo ran out of the cubicle. Albane immediately lifted him up.

"Let's go." Spencer said to them covering the gun making sure Leo didn't see anything. As soon as

they made their way out they found Andre and Della arguing in the booth. Andre was dressed in a

casual suit but the four top buttons were open showing how much he was in distress.

"You?bought?him an?iPhone?x without my?knowledge, fuck you Andre-" Della whisper yelled.

"We?wouldn't?be in the situation if you were not?exposing?my son to dangerous people with tattoes.

Yes he told me that your so called?boyfriend?looks like a monster." Andre muttered back just as?

aggressive.

"The fact?remains?you are turning my son into a brat?and?you?bought?him?a?phone?without a

knowledge!!!" She yelled back.

"I only?bought?it because he needs?it?to protect himself.?I'm?on speed?dialled?for a?reason?and 911

is the second speed?dialled. Guess what you number?isn't?necessary because you are the one

exposing him to danger." Andre viciously yelled at Della who seemed to be taken a back.

"How?am I?exposing him?to danger ?" Della scoffed.

"Introducing him to these strange men." Andre muttered. "I'm?not afraid to fight custody?for?my son if

you?continue?doing this."

"I?won't?be afraid to fight back if you keep emotionally bullying my son?making?me look like the?

enemy?in his eyes."

"You know what Adela, do whatever you?want?fuck around but?don't?expose my son to that?Fuckery!"

"Andre you are being very rude and?I?won't stand?for." Della replied?clearly?shocked. She had not

done anything?wrong?by?introducing?her son to?Spencer?or was it too soon.

"Leo is sleeping at my house, i will send?Albane?to fetch his uniform for the rest of the week."?Andre?

muttered standing up.

Spencer came into view behind them Albane held Leo in his arms. Without a word, Albane grabbed

Leo's backpack and blazer and left for the black SUV that was parked outside. Everyone in the cafe

was now looking at them some were lowkey recording the great Andre Levetté arguing with his ex-wife.

"Andre ?" Spencer pretended to be surprised. Andre mentally rolled his eyes thinking this arsehole

wants to play this game then he shall play along.

"Mr. Hurst ?" Andre gave a puzzled look.

"Spencer actually-" Spencer smoothly replied. Della was even more confused by now.

"What a small world." Andre chuckled. "Della you didn't tell me your boyfriend was the representative

for one of Garreth's biggest companies."

"You work for my father?" Della asked still confused.

"I didn't mean to disturb I will just be on my way." Andre smirked, knowing exactly what he had just

done. He was ready to take these culprits out with the help of Marcela. He just needed his Adela to see

the light. He would seem like the devil right at this moment but she would thank him later on.

Spencer gave Andre a spiteful look as he was leaving.


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