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.

to do

she would never agree

But she remains silent.

I have to-? I pause as I take in

have to stay

up more and then there

At all.

to marry someone? Someone I have never met? Just the thought

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

I ask in bewilderment.

in

I need an outsider to show me these things? I

isn't just me asking for his help in

something far more

"I have

the time to babysit you and show you the ropes.’ My heart breaks at his

had hope, that maybe, just maybe, he'd be there for

wants me to, just so I get his stamp of

at the same way he

I always seem to fail

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

in complete and utter

is it? This can't

to open

have to say

instead of rattling off into a motivating speech of human rights and

and all I feel like doing is curling up into a ball

encouragingly

at my father nor my mother and so I let my sister drag me to wherever she is

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

whispers as she pulls

snap out of the little trance

passed her and take a seat on the bed, wrapping my arms

whisper so low I barely hear

where I'm sitting and kneels down onto the floor

"I knew."

She says.

to meet hers, hazel

in them as well as pity and

makes me

adds fuel to

you

I ask sharply.

stunned at my

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

to tell you but at the same time I couldn't.You know how Dad

asks, trying to plead with

than

the side he has specially reserved

do this Sarah.I

I say forcefully.

then maybe I can

to relax okay.Give him a few days.He's probably just stressed because of work.He'll never do something like this, it's probably a big scare just to make you serious

me and make

know that what she's

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