In Love With My Billionaire Husband

Serena Mclanes' P 0.V

My mouth immediately goes dry as my fathers glare strengthens.

"Get.In’' He growls out once again.

Nodding my head, I quickly slip into the house and make my way to the living room, my fathers fast paced steps echoing behind me.

"What was that little stunt you pulled there?"

My father asks me as soon as I twist myself around to see him.

"Stunt?" Is all I ask, bewildered.

Surely he didn't think that was all an act.

"Yes! To think I could have at least trusted you enough to not embarrass me.

It's certainly good to know that you are incapable of handling something as simple as that"

By now my father is nearly screaming into my face, his words gaining volume, which makes me take a hesitant step back.

I know my father won't harm me.

It's all merely verbal what he throws at me.

"I swear I didn't do it on purpo-,;' I try to plead but it's like asking for a miracle to not be cut off when talking to my Dad.

"No excuses.I've had it up to here with your nuisance"

At that, I visibly flinch.

He's never been so angry before.

Does all this mean that much to him? Noticing my slightly scared look, my father takes a step back to calm himself.

He takes in a deep breath and rakes a hand through his red hair.

"Tomorrow; he says pausing as he takes another breath, "The Stryker's are coming over for lunch.I don't want to see any of this nonsense and I want you to be polite and for heavens sake don't faint again.’'Dad says.

Tomorrow? They're coming again.

I don't think I can handle so much in a span of forty eight hours.

Nonetheless I nod my head and wait for him to finish as I know there is more to come.

"You will be sleeping in your sisters room tonight: "Why?"I ask in confusion.

"I don't need any more hassle of you running away or anything of the sorts."He clarifies.

Hearing that makes my stomach drop as my mind flashes to Sarah and our brief conversation before we left for the Stryker's house.

She wouldn't dare do such a thing, after all she is my sister.

"Now go.’ He dismisses, pulling me out of my thoughts.

It doesn't take me long to scurry out of his vision, albeit I nearly trip in my heels as I make my way up the stairs.

The ringing of the doorbell makes me freeze in place.

Sarah looks at me with a raised eyebrow and I sigh in defeat as I lift myself up off of the barstool in the kitchen.

"Serena, could you get the door please."

My mother asks me from the living room.

Prodding my head in through the entryway, I catch a glimpse of her fluffing the cushions and sitting various decorations straight into place.

The doorbell rings once more and I quickly make my way towards it.

Closing my eyes, I take a deep breath and give myself a very fast and brief pep talk.

I open the door and come face to face

All three of them.

to see you again.Thank goodness you're feeling better’' Katelyn

mumble back, hugging

up, those same blue eyes greet

only to get a

one another.Before any of them can actually step into the house, my father appears right next to me and places an arm around

yesterday.It is an embarrassment

looks at me and then

bright red

people just let me be in my own mortification without

smiling encouragingly at

try my hardest

let them in

him, a nagging feeling erupts within my stomach and I know

enough

are probably worried I'll faint on them once again

doesn't speak much and only does so when someone asks him

his answers are curt

all around

collect the plates

other new prototype of

to think I'll be doing

grabs my plate and

"You just rest sweetheart"

kindly, following my mother out

and smiles

me: I try to telepathically convey to her

sit in the dining room in silence for a few seconds until I

too awkward for

"Wait"

cutting

"Sit"

He commands.

mechanically, I sit back down

there, perfectly poised

"Why did you agree?"

He asks simply.

know exactly what

you

dodging his own

me and I try to think of a way out of

actually pretend to

a chance

"Why?"

again, his

"Because I wanted to.

me’ I

may think that but I know this whole

know how I know but I just

"You're lying."

He says outright.

as I

"I-I'm not.I finish lamely.

raises a perfect eyebrow and still looks at me with those

into his trap, I look away, averting my eyes

I always do when I

and walks closer to me, leaning next to the table

cold fingers press against my chin as he pushes my face

at me.’ He

look him dead in

do you want me

removes his