Chapter 16 Fuck Being Good

The car slowly drove off, and Lawrence faded into the distance.

Only then did Celeste look at Damon.

"Mr. Bishop, are you trying to put me on the spot by telling a handsome guy my private business? If you've already reached your goal, could you let me go now?"

The left side of her face was visibly swelling up. She looked like a battered damsel in distress.

Damon didn't answer her. Instead, he pulled Celeste toward him and kissed her without any explanation.

"Hey! Let go of me! You're the one who told me not to bother you. But look at what you're doing now!"

Celeste was mad now, and she wouldn't let Damon have his way. She struggled with all her might and sunk her nails into Damon's flesh.

Up front, Liam drove while he kept his eyes on the road. With all his effort, he ignored the behavior of the two people in the backseat.

It was only after Damon put up the screen that Liam finally relaxed.

"Don't move." Although Damon's arm hurt from Celeste's nails, he didn't let go of her