Valeria's POV:
I light up my cigarette ready in a black tuxedo neatly fitted.
'Ready to leave boss.'
I light out the fumes and place myself inside a Rolls-Royce. We got there in under 20 minutes outside a vale covered in lights and placed with a population of cars that are worth more than their house. I usher myself to the ballroom as I spot most of family ready to get on with this bullshit.
'Valeria, made it my man. I see.' No shit sherlock.
I shake hands with Santiago moving onto Matias.
'What on Earth possessed you to get married.' He exchanged a light chuckle.
'You will too one day and I will remind you every second of your dear life.'
I shake my head as my lips rise up to a smirk.