LEO’S POV.
Forty five minutes had dragged by since I arrived, I glanced at my watch for what felt like the hundredth time, cursing under my breath at Valerie's Lateness. Papa had insisted on this date, hoping it would help us bond and strengthen our relationship. He had spared no expense, booking us a table at one of the city’s finest restaurants. I took a deep breath, pushing down my impatience, and forced myself to wait.
Just then, Valerie's phone beeped and there was a message from Mark that she had saved with a kiss emoji, a name I was familiar with. I frowned at the thought.
I told myself not to go through the message that it was an invasion of privacy, but my curiosity got the better of me and I opened the chat. My jaw clenched as I read through the message, they were flirting wi
