In Love With My Billionaire Husband

Serena Mclane's P.O.V

My jaw nearly drops as I take in the sight of the man entering into the room.

Straight, styled, jet black hair with a pair of soul piercing dark blue eyes enter my field of vision.

Perfectly sculpted face with light pink plump lips, straight nose and incredibly well defined jaw with high proud cheek bones accentuate the plains of his face.

He stands surprisingly tall-compared to his mother and father that is— and from where I am, I can tell he clearly works out with how his suit fits perfectly against his torso, hugging each inch of him.

From the way he walks and carries himself you can tell he exudes power, even his impeccably blue eyes exude a sense of righteousness.

Or maybe it's something else? I've never been too good at reading people.

Why am I even thinking about him in such a way? This man is ruining my life, if it weren't for him, I could have been at home right now, completely at ease.

Though there is still that nagging feeling that my father would have just found some other suitor to marry me off to.

"Ah there you are.Come son.Meet the Mclane's."

Benedict says pleasantly.

All of us stand up as everyone greets him.

As he shakes hands with everyone, my nerves spike up tenfold and a sweat breaks it's way through.

My stomach lurches some more and I start to feel dizzy as a faint ringing erupts in my ears.

Oh no.

I quickly sit back down again, ignoring everyone's confused looks.

"Get up Serena!"

My father growls lowly, only enough for me to hear.

I take in a deep breath and try to fight off the wave of lethargy that flows over me.

With every last bit of energy I have I stand to get up.

Everyone looks at me as I slightly shake, the slight sheen now coating my skin, quite clear.

This is so embarrassing.

I feel a pair of eyes on me and as soon as I look up, I make contact with the man they belong to.

Unfortunately for me, that's the last thing I see as my energy gives up and I drop to the floor, darkness encasing me.

Joli What the hell just happened? I softly groan as I shift my body to make myself comfortable.

Feeling the soft cotton fabric of some sort of cloth makes me furrow my eyebrows.

Wait a minute.

And just like that, I sit up straight and snap my eyes open.

I expected to see my whole family gazing at me as I lay- wherever the hell I do so- with concerned and panicky looks on their faces.

However that isn't the case.

Instead all I can see is darkness everywhere.

yet and more suited for me; Hell? I glance down to see what I'm seated on, only to

I realise I'm on a

believe I fainted, in front of

supposed

I remove the comforter from around me and make a move

is so dark, I can barely see

up on slightly shaky feet, I try to see where

a run for it without

should get some more rest.’ Comes a voice somewhere

my skin as I slowly turn

Fully turning around, I

squint my eyes to see who the person is but that voice— which albeit I've only heard once- has probably been forever engraved in

on, making me reflexively shut my eyes and then

sure enough at the sight before me,

his arms crossed against his chest, Damien stares

he doing here? "l-

drop my

and look

down, I reach for them but his voice stops

"Your family has left."

me freeze in

would they do that? It was probably my fathers

"Oh"

l say as I grab

fix my dress and hesitantly look

not moving even an inch from his previous

How long have

ask as I reiterate my

"Twenty minutes."

all it took for my parents

"Oh."

sit back down on the bed

stupid strap on my heel for quite some time but it

give up with a huff and then scoot around so I'm almost facing

"A little help?"

ask with slight

get in return is that same

stare at him, both trying to unnerve him but also to drink in his

silence until I start to feel

man of many words, is he? I let out a small sigh and

know for a fact that if I don't do it correctly, I'll

reason I can never get the small strap to latch onto the hook

should just

immersed in my difficult task, I don't notice Damien walking towards

blocking off the light what little

hands which are grasping the strap

and steps away from me

is all that greets me.I

him to say something but hear nothing and so I make my way out of the room and

find the stairs and

Benedict and Katelyn sitting on the two seater sofa, talking

my throat to alert them of

Katelyn stands

okay now? Oh you gave me

and next thing I know,

and hug her