Olivia POV
Finally the wedding ceremony was over and as we walked out together, I saw a fancy black Range Rover waiting for us.
I was amazed at how cool it looked, then Marcus held my hands and said, “Babe, come on!” in a low voice.
As I settled inside, the interior design of the car was really nice and spacious. The driver drove off in speed and the ride home was a quiet one.
I stole glances at Marcus from the front mirror when his voice broke the silence.
“What is wrong with you? What was that you pulled at the altar?”
I looked confused trying to understand what he meant and he had his usual grumpy look on while the fake smile faded away quickly.
“W-what do you..” he cut me off.
“Keep your silly opinion to yourself and play your cards right! If you mess this up, I will make sure
