Chapter 85 Wifey

DECLAN

"Stop the car," Celeste roared.

"What are you doing?" I snapped at her, already angry at the way she had declined my proposal and angrier at the order she gave. But she suddenly realized that the car was not moving and turned to the door. It was locked.

"Open the fucking door," she jammed her hands against the window.

"Stop that," I growled, but she did not stop. She kept yelling and hittin