Chapter Nineteen

Eliana's pov

I woke up by six and by seven, I was on the side of the driveway, waiting for Valentino and his girlfriend to come pick us up.

It has been twenty minutes since we came outside, and Noah was getting really angry.

He tried Valentino's line one more time and as before, it went into voice mail after the last ring.

"Fucking hell." He cursed, running his hand through his hair.

He wore a brown leather jacket, dark pants and boots, looking like and original society prince. His hair was fell into his face other than his original swept back style, making him look younger than usual.

He pouted, grumbling as he tried the line again. He looked cute, like a frustrated woman waiting for her husband to pick her up from brunch.

Val finally drove into the driveway in a black Jeep.

"Hey guys!" He waved as he stopped in front of us. Noah shot him a glare as he took his briefcase to the back to put in the boot.

The boot opened and a bunch of photography equipment were placed in cases in it