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

on the road, not even glancing

good thing

it slightly frustrates

statement he nods

exactly is going on?" I

just make him

my fiancée as I

He answers simply.

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

father.We will act like we're together to please him and

let out a deep

way better than what I had

be careful with your

shake

at me, almost in a questioning way

"Neither do I."

I find myself

drive goes on without much

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

I can't sit idly by in

small talk here and there but all I get in return are one worded short

glance out the window, taking in the grassy fields on

feel this sudden

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

down into my seat and out of the corner of my eyes, gaze at

that and before I know it, we turn into a very posh

those huge manners until

of their driveways but instead he

few more moments and then I slowly start to see

the sight before me and numerous times I glance at Damien and then

lives here? In the middle of a small clearing with tress

of sorts

off that sort of cold meticulous

brings a smile onto my face as I look at the stone and wooden framework of the house with

chimney billowing out of the

truly never judge a

from that quote unfortunately and continue to make the same common

"You live here?"

I find myself asking.

and

All that nodding.

parks the car in the driveway and opens his car

to gaze at the

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

car— which had followed

some of my things,

"Let yourself in.

let me carry a few things but he still doesn't let me and motions me towards

walk towards the entryway and

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