Eighty

JULIE POV

Delia was going to be pissed that our plan had not worked out but there was nothing to be done about it, besides it would have been very suspicious to offer Celine a drink right after reconciling with her.

What happened was for the better. Not that I gave a fuck if Delia got mad. I am sure she has a lot of things to worry about at the moment. The video of her killing Bella being at the very top of that list.

My phone pinged and I stared down at it. It was a video.

A grin tugged on my lips as I hit play and the sound of Delia moaning as she got fucked over the table flooded my ear. The little bitch. Great, another thing to add to her worry list.

Enoch had refused to believe that Delia was planning to sleep with Belshar for whatever reason known to her, but now he would know that I was telling the truth and that Delia didn't give two fucks about him.

The thing about Delia was that she was obsessed with Celine. She didn't know it but she was. And it wasn't a recent thing ei