Valerie’s POV
Two hours later when I got home, I couldn’t still get Raton’s words from my head, no matter how hard I tried to. His constantly echoed even as I remained in my car, trying to go through some clips that could make me forget about him.
He had said it was business outside the entertainment industry, something I didn’t know about and he didn’t look like he was ready to talk to me about it.
The rhythm at which he said it when I finally asked, made it look like he had practiced it long enough, waiting for the perfect time where I would get to ask.
Even with how he had openly replied to me, I knew something was different, he was up to something. But deep down inside of me, I was scared and nervous.
I didn’t want him to get into trouble.
I stepped out of the car, walked in
