In Love With My Billionaire Husband

Serena Mclane's P.O.V

My phone vigorously vibrating in my hand alerts me to the fact that my peace has very quickly come to an end.

I sigh out loud as I lean my head back against the worn out handle of the swings, gazing at the slightly darkening sky.

Time always seems to pass quick here though I still can't believe I've spent several hours out here.

It's funny how every time I walk out of the house to get some peace and quite, they think I've gone somewhere far that nobody knows about.

I'd love to see their faces that all along I've actually just been behind the shed—on the swing sets— in our garden.

It's actually sad to be honest.

They never even bother to look for me when I go missing for hours on end.

What's even more pathetic is that I always want my father to come after me.

After all the countless arguments, I always run away to here, hoping my father would come out, chasing after me.

But I guess that sort of stuff only happens in movies.

I wonder if my father even comes here anymore.

Probably not.

I let out a groan as my phone starts vibrating once more.

Signaling that this time, I actually will have to leave my little sanctuary.

Getting up from the—nearly to small- swing seat, I straighten out my clothes and brush my hair away from my face.

Trying to do whatever I can to make me seem less of a mess.

I walk the short distance from my garden to the house and enter in through the backdoor.

Walking into the living room, I stop as my father stands there, all dressed up in a suit.

"Don't be late next time and answer your phone.Get dressed we're leaving.’ Dad says tersely.I robotically nod my head and turn to march up the stairs but instead I swivel back around and look at my father, who looks straight back with an eyebrow raised.

"I want to talk with you dad.I mutter as I glance at the tiled ground.My father grunts in response.I'll take that as yes then.Better than nothing right? Mustering up the courage, I look my father dead in the eyes.

"I just want to know why? I need to understand why this is all necessary.’ I say.

By now, I'm grasping at straws.

At anything that will help me to understand why this is all happening.

All father had giving me, are vague barely one sentence answers.

I deserve more than that.

Especially if he's entrusting my entire future into some mans hands that I've never even met.

I don't know who or what this Damien even is.

"I have already told you Serena.I am your father and I know better especially in regards to your wellbeing and your future."

He answers tersely, "I don't want to hear more remarks from you regarding this occasion am I clear?"

He further asks.

I nod my head and quickly turn to leave.

The feeling of hopelessness encompassing me once more.

However as soon as I take a step to leave, my father intentionally clears his throat.

Turning to face him, I see his eyebrow raised and a meaningful look on his face.

father, I understand.Can I

a low voice, my eyes

"You may leave."

I make a beeline for the stairs and then to my room, only to

I have to make you look good for meeting

sort

tantrum and object to anything, I simply slouch into the seat in front of my dresser and allow her to do whatever it

half hour or so Sarah

I murmur as

I mainly focused on

because Dad is

to a dress and some heels as

the dress, "Oh and hurry up.’ She says as she

go in my holed up

I quickly scan

as bad as I

lace number with a bit of ribbon separating

but good enough for a

heels, I glance

head, I rush out of

late, I nearly run down the

"I'm here."

call out to the

Just then Sarah enters into the room putting in

hand and sits me down on the two seater sofa.Glancing at my hands in hers, I let it be for

I murmur as I quickly adjust how

shorts for long,

to take on but I hope

looks at

mean by ‘bad

I question.

or giving up your family

asks as she takes my hand in hers once

sure my face masks into the perfect amount of faux confusion

course I

thought about running away from here ever since my father opened his

know,

that I don't want

has men

probably already makes sure he has eyes on me

the heir to his precious

be a matter of days since he finds

of seven due to not getting dessert before diner is hardly a great comparison— he'll do

put the family or the business in such a position.I had never even thought of

say lying through

she buys it and smiles at me before pulling me

mother

and my heart starts

Here goes nothing.

know what this

Sarah gets out of the car next to

nods her head

a few times and if it's any consolation, he's young and

winking

that makes me

makes

someone perverted in their late forties with balding hair and paunch stomach, makes me even more reluctant than

look

doors we are walking towards makes my breath hitch

It is absolutely beautiful.

arches and regal