Judas kiss

Chapter 44 - I`m going to make her pregnant.

"Spencer!!!" Garreth growled, clearly furious. "I have been calling you for hours and hours. Even

Ignacio couldn't get a hold of you.."

"I was out." Spencer shrugged removing his blazer.

"Clearly, eating my daughter." Garreth spat. "You're forgetting your purpose. To help me run this

business not jump around with my daughter."

Spencer knew what would happen if he provoked this mentally ill man. Spencer shrugged, mentally

rolling his eyes because Garreth was the King of tantrums.

"I'm sorry..." Spencer sighed, sitting on Garreth's white leather couch.

"Who told you to sit down, stand up Spencer! I'm talking to you." Garreth clearly wasn't in the mood.

Spencer's annoyed meter was already beeping red as he heaved a sigh and stood up facing Garreth.

"What?" Spencer asked in a low voice. "I said I'm sorry."

What came next didn't surprise Spencer. As Garreth's right hand struck his right cheek. It stung like a

bee maybe because of the rings that Garreth always wore. Spencer chuckled tasting a bit of metallic on

his lips. Dabbing the corners of his lips with his thumb, he noticed blood.

Spencer just chuckled.

This wasn't the first time.

"What was that for?" He asked.

Garreth just stood there shaking his head. He suddenly started screaming. Screaming so loud and

throwing an expensive vase against the wall.

Spencer just stood there watching him, he was aware of how to deal with this situation. He had been

here before. Garreth went as far as breaking the Gold fish tank that decorated his interior, the poor fish

immediately struggling to breath as they hit the floor. Garreth practically redecorated his penthouse into

a mess. Pushing the couch upside down breaking the plasm tv screen with its very own remote and his

phone.

Garreth's screaming had a piercing sound, gladly he didn't have any neighbors. Ignacio immediately

got in the room. Ignacio was the third in command after Spencer. He simply rolled his eyes and gave

Spencer the look.

Then Spencer nodded.

A few moments later, Ignacio came back with a fully loaded injection. Spencer stood on the very spot

where he was a few minutes back. Ignacio was careful to hit Garreth with it right at the back of his

neck. Within second Garreth was down and out.

"How long do we have to deal with this Spence..?" Ignacio asked in a tired tone.

"I don't know man." Spencer replied as they helped each other lift the old man to his extravagant room.

Ignacio changed Garreth's clothes and put him to bed. As they went back to the living room noticing

how havoc it looked, they both sighed deciding they would sit on the floor considering everything was

broken.

"Kill him Spencer." Ignacio said out of the blue.

It wasn't a lie, this thought had crossed their minds multiple times.

"How long do we have to deal with this? Huh? His therapy isn't making him any better. I didn't sign up

to be a fucking nurse."

Spencer was quiet for a bit.

"We can't." He finally replied.

"Why the fuck not?"

"Because.." Spencer smiled remembering a minor detail. He remembered the way Adela absolutely

loved this old man and the fact that she had not spent many years with him.. it would be tragic to lose

him just when she got the father she always wanted.

Also, Spencer cared a lot about Garreth.

"Because what?" Ignacio broke him away from his thoughts.

"He doesn't deserve that, not after everything he has done for you and I." Spencer acknowledged.

"Right.. clearly you like being slapped upside down from time to time or wait.. his daughter is actually

giving you a good lay." Ignacio spat, it didn't even take a minute for Spencer to hold him by the collar,

watching him struggle for his breath. Ignacio's face turned beetroot red, it only dawned to Spencer a

little later that he was going to kill him if he continued with his tight grip.

"..so..rry damn it. I'm sorry." Ignacio coughed catching his breath.

"You better be.." Spencer said immediately feeling guilty. This was his bestfriend and he had never had

that to Ignacio ever. What was Della doing to him? He knew he wanted her the first day he met her but

he didn't think he would actually fall this fast. Goodness gracious, he felt like a teenager having

butterflies-

"You like her that much huh?" Ignacio questioned. This actually knocked Spencer out. He wasn't

expecting that. Not this soon, atleast.

"She is amazing." Spencer muttered.

"Look Spence, she is probably going to go back to her ex husband. Don't get your hopes up.."

Spencer chuckled.

"I will kill him before that even happens and send that little brat to a boarding school in Australia or

something." Spencer said in a serious tone, Ignacio was shocked, he knew this tone and he knew that Content property of NôvelDra/ma.Org.

his best friend meant everything he was saying.

"You have it all planned out.. it seems."

"Not if he stays out of my way."

"Right.." Ignacio replied looking at Spencer weirdly. He was concerned, what was happening to his best

friend? He had never acted like this. He had always been the kindest and only ruthless when it came to

business and proving his eligibility to Garreth. Ignacio remembered how Spencer used to cry each

night he killed someone. Spencer wasn't that person. What had become of him? He had surely never

been in love, was this how Spencer acted when in love. Ignacio thought.

"We should probably order a new couch.." Ignacio said looking at the white couch that was spoiled with

stains.

"Yeah.." Spencer replied knowing exactly how Garreth would act.

"But seriously though.. we should let him go." Ignacio added again worry filtering his voice. "I'm tired of

this Spencer, I want a normal life."

"I know, I'm tired too but look that's how I feel when I'm with Della. I feel somewhat.. normal." Spencer

said softly.

Ignacio nodded.

"You promised we would leave this life, once we had everything sorted." Ignacio said solemnly giving

his friend a reminder.

Spencer didn't say a word.

"Spence.." Ignacio called.

"I know.." was the only thing Spencer said before standing up and looking for his phone. He was

confused, his previous plans had deteriorated. All because of one person. A small smile graced his lips

as he sent her a good night text, deciding to add a smiley face at the end. He never ever used smiley

faces but this woman was changing him without realizing it. Deep down he knew he had to win Leo

over. The little boy made Della happy and well he wanted to see her happy. He was going to give this

another try. Spencer's thoughts immediately sped off to what it would be like if Della was pregnant with

his child...

Maybe She would love him more than her ex-husband.

That's it.

"Ignacio?" Spencer called turning around. His best friend gave him a wavering but rather annoyed look.

"What? Did you order the same couch?" He asked.

"I'm going to make her pregnant." Spencer smiled broadly.

"What the actual fuck?" Ignacio furrowed his eyes.

"I have always wanted a heir.."

"That's a lie." Ignacio said rolling his eyes.

"I changed my mind dammit. I want to have a child with Della. I mean have you seen how sexy she is

acting like a confident independent mother. I want her to carry my child."

"As if that will solve all your problems." Ignacio cringed.

"Of course, I'm definitely sure Garreth will be overjoyed and Andre will back off."

"Mhm.." Ignacio said standing up, he wasn't as tall as Spencer but he was average for a guy.

"I'm going to get laid now.." Ignacio shrugged heading for the door. Clubbing was his thing, especially

since Garreth owned atleast three of them and he had to manage them. Altogether because Spencer

handled the men in the mafia and a few 'legal' engagements.

"You're just going to leave me with this mess?" Spencer said raising his hands to point out at the

surrounding area.

"You almost tried to kill me, a second ago." Ignacio said rolling his eyes. "Jesus Christ, Garreth is a

freaking psycho and here you're acting like his stunt double version. Miss me with that crap." Ignacio

practically yelled banging the door in Spencer's face.

Spencer was fuming.. and confused to the latter. That was until his phone dinged-

Signaling a message.

Sleep well Spence, thanks for today. - Della.

That was enough to keep him from beating the shit out of Ignacio... for now.

-

Garreth woke up... in a good mood. He showered and dressed up in his favorite white suit. Walking into

the living room, he seemed baffled.

"SPENCER!!" He yelled.

"IGNACIO!!!" He yelled.

There was a maid who seemed scared stiff every time he yelled. She continued doing her job minding

her own business, Mr Hurst had told her and the other maid to clean up the mess and make Garreth

breakfast.

"Where is my fucking couch?" Garreth yelled when Spencer walked in.

"It was a tad bit dirty so I decided to have it refurbished."

"Are you stupid?" Garreth questioned.

"What?" Spencer asked.

"I said are you stupid, GO GET THAT COUCH RIGHT NOW JUST THE WAY IT WAS WITH MY ALL

MY FUCKING AMMUNITION in it." Garreth yelled.

"Uh I wasn't awar-" He was cut off.

"I SAID GET MY COUCH SPENCER."

"Right.." Spencer said walking away immediately making a phone call. Sometimes it was as if he was

the personal Assistant, where was Amanda anyways? This was her job? Spencer thought.

"What happened yesterday? I dosed off a bit early I suppose.." Garreth said talking to the maid who

just looked at him as if he had grown two heads. How could he not remember everything he had done

to this place and all the time they had to spend cleaning it up. All the time Spencer spent replacing

every object from lamps to ceramic decorations.?