In Love With My Billionaire Husband

Serena Mclane's P.O.V 

The both of us trudge down the garden in silence as I gaze at his back.

Why would he come so soon? I expect he has more important work to do than to help me to move in with.

Just the thought of moving in with him leaves me slightly weary.

I barely know the guy.

Anything can happen.

And that's what I'm worried about but who wouldn't be? "Why did you come so soon?"

I find myself asking, "Not that I didn't want you to but I gather you have more important things to do."

I finish somewhat lamely.

Damien glances over his shoulder to look at me.

"I perceived you would rather I make this happen as soon as possible."

With that he turns around and fastens his pace.

Damien is sort of right about that.

There's this one part of me, that actually wants to go with him, to leave this place- more in particular, my fathers ever so watchful eye— and for all this to be just over and done with.

The other part of me, wants to stay here and wallow in my memories of what could have been.

I mean nearly everyone feels the same, don't they? I nod my head and go to thank him but just at that moment, he opens the door and enters into the house through the kitchens back door.My eyes immediately dart to my family standing in the middle and not even a moment later is my mother pulling me into her, hugging the life out of me.

Even Sarah joins in the hug while my mother coos various things in my ear.

However my father stands there rigidly, barely glancing at me.

By the time we all pull away, Damien has gone out to the front of the house.

Following behind him into the living room, I notice two people carrying the boxes from my bedroom and out of the house.

I peak my head out the front door only to see a black car standing right next to Damien's car where he himself is, tapping away on his phone.

Noticing me, he puts his phone away and comes over to me, where I stand in the entry way to talk to my father about certain things.

Once again, I say my goodbyes with plentiful of hugs from my mother and sister.

I turn to my father, not too sure on what to do however he answers for me by walking away.

My face falls at his actions but I quickly plaster on a fake smile.

Turning to Damien, I brighten my smile up a notch since I have a feeling he usually sees through all these little occurrences.

I'm apparently correct as Damien quickly scans my face but thankfully he doesn't say anything regarding it.

Finishing my final goodbyes, I soon find myself sitting in Damien's car as a lapse of silence greets us.

He's always so quiet.

"Thank you."

say as the silence

road,

good thing

it slightly

statement he nods but doesn't say

is going

to just make him

fiancée as I

He answers simply.

as I look at him, "So we're going through with this whole marriage thing.’ Damien takes his eyes off of

your father.We will act like we're together to please him and then later on we will figure something out" He

out a

than what I had thought he

to be careful with your relationships

shake

date.’ Damien slightly tilts his head at me, almost in

"Neither do I."

makes me smile and I find myself biting my lip so as to not say

the drive goes on

to converse with him as it might take a good hours drive to

sit idly

best to make small talk here and there but all I get

out the window, taking in the grassy fields on either side of

Damien I feel this

he wants to play ‘I Spy’ but I refrain

my seat and out of the

into a

manners until they start to

one of their driveways but instead he turns onto a small

head down it for a few more moments and then I slowly start to see where we

before me and numerous times I glance at Damien and then

a small clearing with tress covering every side, sits

modern mansion of sorts completely

does give off that

stone and wooden framework of the

even see a chimney

truly never judge a book by

and continue

"You live here?"

I find myself asking.

nearly cringe at my stupid question and

All that nodding.

in the driveway and opens his car

still continue to gaze at the house

something out of

snap out of my reverie as Damien stands there, holding the car door open for me.I smile up at him and thank

both of us head to the other car— which had followed us— where all my

of my things, however, Damien stops me and instead hands

"Let yourself in.

I try to make him let me carry a few things but he still doesn't let me and motions me towards the

I walk towards the entryway and insert the key

makes its way onto my face as I take in the interior