In Love With My Billionaire Husband

Chapter 2

Serena Mclane's P.O.V

"What?"Is all I manage to get out as I sit there in my seat.My fidgeting hands come to a halt as I now fist my t-shirt in a tight grip.My mind is completely blank at the moment.

I can't seem to be able to process his words.

"Dad" I finally manage to get out,

"You can't mean that, you wouldn't.I whisper as I look at him for confirmation.I want him to just start laughing, and then hug me and say it's all a big joke, that the entire ordeal was just that"

 A big joke.

But no, of course not.My father never jokes, not with me at least.

"You know I don't like repeating myself"

My father says sternly as he looks at me.

Even though we're sitting face to face, it's as if he's looking down at me.

As if he's judging me, finding all my faults and insecurities and displaying them right in front of me.

Taunting me with everything.

"B-but the business, father.You-I- you wanted me to take over the family business but I-.How?" I ask, finally giving up.

I barely have the ability to speak.

The shock potent in my words.

"I told you, I do not repeat myself"

He says standing up now, having to actually repeat himself.

"Well you're going to have to this time Dad!"

I exclaim as I now too stand up.

The anger is as clear as day in his eyes as is in mine.

It's like fire against ice.

Unfortunately for me, I'm melting and can't do anything about it.

"Roger!"

My mother says as she too slips into the study with my sister in tow.

Just then everything dawns on me.

They knew.

Both of them knew and neither of them had the decency to tell me.

I could have at least been prepared.

"Samantha please"

Almost immediately my mother silences herself but still walks up to my father.

I glance at her with pleading eyes, begging for her to reason with him.

She is my mother.

has to

she would never agree to

But she remains silent.

to-? I pause as I

have to

more

At all.

continue my sentence; "Why do I have to marry someone? Someone I have never met? Just the thought makes tears well

my father starts out calmly, "You do not have enough practical knowledge in regards to the

I ask in bewilderment.

nods his head in acknowledgement but doesn't say anything

me.Why do I need an outsider to show me these

just me asking for his help in

something far more than

father to rely upon? "I have

to babysit you and show

had hope, that maybe, just

agree to do everything he wants me to, just so I get

be looked at the same way

always seem to fail

Damien, is a very respectable young man and is well known in the industry.Damien will show you the ropes and he will be a huge step in the right direction to bringing more fame to us.’' Without one last fleeting look, my father sits down and resumes filing certain things

stand there in

is it?

go to

say something, I need

However instead of rattling off into a motivating speech of human

sag in defeat and all I feel like doing is curling up into a ball and crying for a whole

hand squeezes my shoulder encouragingly and

so I let my sister drag me to wherever she

belittlement, it takes a while for me to realise I'm standing in front of my own

whispers as she

snap out of the little trance I'm

and take a seat on the bed, wrapping

so low I barely

over to where I'm sitting and kneels down onto the

"I knew."

She says.

snap to meet hers, hazel

swirling in them as well as

makes me

fuel

you

I ask sharply.

back, stunned at

She hisses back-equally as sharp— but then composes herself as she takes in a deep

really am.I wanted to tell you but at the same time

asks, trying to plead with me

him more than

the side he has

can't do

I say forcefully.

strong will then maybe I can

because of work.He'll never do something

trying to relax me and

I know that what she's saying is far from

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