Judas kiss
Chapter 6 -- Six.

Weeks had passed by, Della was relieved that her worst fear had not come to life. The Levetté family wouldn't meddle in her son's life. She would continue living her life like nothing had occurred some weeks back. Everything would be back to normal. Maybe luck was finally on her side.

What Della didn't know was that when her son came back from school and sat at the hotel lobby. He asked Tim if he could use the phone. Leo had held onto the card that Mister Andre had given him two days before.? Leo liked Mister Andre alot, he was very nice and they had the same hair like twins, Leo thought.

"Leo, you want me to call Andre Levetté ?" Tim asked the little boy unsure if he should.

"Yes, he is my friend. He said I could call him whenever, I needed anything." Leo smiled sheepishly.

"Is your mother aware of this ?" Tim questioned.

"No and please please please don't tell her." Leo said giving Tim his puppy dog eyes.

"Okay fine, only because you helped me ask Veronica out." Tim added thinking back to when Leo asked Veronica to go out with his lonely uncle Tim.? She couldn't resist his cuteness. Tim dialed the number as soon as it rang, he handed the phone to the little boy standing infront of the front desk of the hotel Lobby. Leo was tall, infact quite taller than the kids in his grade. He was the epitome of handsome, he had his mother's tanned skin and the rest were all the Levetté features.

Leo held the landline phone on his ear, feeling excited. "Levetté holdings good day." the person spoke from the other end of the line.

"Hello can I please speak to Mister Andre?" Leo said expectedly. Andre's personal assistant thought the little boy had quite a sweet voice. She was smitten.

"And who wants to speak to Mr. Levetté ?" Norah asked.

"Leo, Leondre McCarthy. His friend from the Ritz-Carlton hotel." Leo explained.

"Very well Leo, how old are you Leo?" Norah asked in an amused tone.

"I'm six." He replied looking at Tim who seemed to be in panick mode. Tim didn't want to make Della upset, he somehow felt like he was an accomplice to a vile plan.

"Okay, Mr. Andre is in a meeting right now but as soon as he is done. I will let him know you called okay Leo?" Andre's personal assistant replied.

"Yes, Ma'am." Leo said grinning from ear to ear.

"Sweet." Norah muttered as she hanged up.

Leo smiled clearly proud of himself, He handed Tim the phone then grabbed his sports bag. Every Monday Leo had soccer practice, his school made sure that their learners had alot of extra-curricular activities that way they would always be occupied with other vile ideas of society such as drugs and the whole lot.

"Don't tell my mom!" Leo whispered and Tim smiled then zipped his mouth and threw away the key. Leo knew that his mother wouldn't be the least happy, he had never seen his mother act so vile only when Mr. Andre was present or mentioned clearly she didn't like Mister Andre, Leo thought to himself as he went to sit at the hotel bar as usual Cal asked him how school was and made him a strawberry milkshake.

Andre was frustrated not only sexually because of the dreams he was having of Della but emotionally. His mother acted normal like nothing had happened. His hatred grew every single time, he crossed paths with his mother. The whole meeting he wasn't paying attention, he kept thinking about her.

"Andre are you okay?" Jeanine Levetté asked when the meeting had ended and the board members were making their way out. Andre's father was talking to one of the other share holders. Andre had a lot of responses such as:

"I'm not okay! Do I look okay mother maybe i would be okay if I had my wife and son in my life but someone clearly took that away from me."

Instead his response was..."I'm okay, just tired that's all."

"Don't work yourself too hard, maybe you could meet Marcelle Le Sueur. I heard she is in town, she just came from France and needs someone to show her around the city and who better than you. Single and French." Andre's mother laughed at the end earning a grunt from Andre. It wasn't the first time his mother played matchmaker.

"Marcelle Le Sueur is a spoiled brat and way younger than me." Andre reasoned out.

"Let's not pretend like you don't like women younger than you. Wasn't your ex-wife three years younger huh?" Jeanine said with a chuckle but it wasn't funny or at least Andre didn't replace anything amusing. Andre was losing it, his anger was building up. Yes, he dated countless women after his divorce even slept with many others but it still didn't make it okay for his mother to compare his ex-wife to those slutty gold diggers. In his defense, they weren't all that bad. Some were genuinely nice but he just couldn't be with them—

-he was never fully over her.

"Mother, excuse me will you... good day!"?Andre said in a thick French accent. Leaving his mother standing alone in the conference room as he took graceful steps towards the elevator until he reached his office.

When Andre was about to reach his office Norah approached him. He wasn't in the mood for any more paperwork. He needed a break from everything.

"Sir-" Norah was immediately cut off.

"Norah not now." Andre said entering his huge office and shutting the door harshly in her face. Norah still entered his office right behind him.

"What the fuck is so important huh?" He cursed.

"A little boy named Leo-" Norah looked at the named that she had written on the paper again before continuing. "Leondre McCarthy." She finished her sentence. That seemed to catch his attention even from a mile away.

"Yes yes yes? continuer." He muttered the last part in French meaning proceed.

"He called earlier about fourty minutes back, he said you are his friend." Norah replied unsure of what else to say to her boss.

Andre immediately grabbed his car keys. "Cancel all my appointments, everyday from two pm, I won't be available. Anyone who wants a meeting should schedule earlier." Andre said smiling widely. He knew when and where to replace his son. This had to be a sign that he shouldn't give up.

Andre went to the Ritz Carlton hotel everyday at exactly 14:30pm and hang out with his son. Sometimes they even left the hotel for ice cream and movies considering Della only finished her shifts at 18:30pm. I was their little secret. They grew closer and closer each and every day in those several weeks. Andre taught him some French words on a daily, Leo was a fast learner. They played soccer, chess, video games. Andre even told Leo that he had a driver who could take him where ever he wanted. Sometimes instead of Andre coming to the Hotel, Leo came around to their secret hiding place which was Taco-bell. Andre loved his son so much more and Leo loved his friend so much more, he was like the father he never had. They always had to race back to the hotel at exactly 17:50pm like Cinderella at midnight that way Della wouldn't replace out about their Rendezvous.000