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 gets too much

remain on the road, not even

good thing I

it slightly

he nods but

is going

to just make him

fiancée as

He answers simply.

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

your father.We will act like we're together to please him and then later on we will

let out a

way better than what I

will have to be careful with your relationships so no one

I shake my

don't really date.’ Damien slightly tilts his head at me,

"Neither do I."

reason makes me smile and I find myself biting my lip

rest of the drive goes on without

to think of how to converse with him as it might take a good hours drive to get to where

I can't sit idly by

here and there but all

the

feel this sudden urge

to come out and ask him if he wants to play ‘I Spy’ but I refrain from doing

I settle back down into my seat and out of the corner of my eyes,

by like that and before I know it, we turn into a very posh looking neighborhood with its huge mansions, neatly trimmed gardens and

we pass all those huge manners until they start

Damien to turn into one of their driveways but instead he turns onto a small separate road with a fence

for a few more moments and then I slowly start to see where we are

and numerous times I

the middle of a small clearing with tress covering every side, sits a small

incredibly modern mansion of sorts completely made

off that sort of cold

as I look at the stone and wooden framework of

can even see a chimney billowing

truly never judge a book by their

learn from that quote unfortunately and continue to make the same

"You live here?"

I find myself asking.

at my stupid question and just

All that nodding.

parks the car in the driveway and opens his

to gaze at

like something out

car door open for me.I smile up at him and thank him as

car— which had

reach out into the open trunk of the car to grab some of

"Let yourself in.

to make him let me carry a few things but

towards the entryway and insert

way onto my face as I take in the interior