In Love With My Billionaire Husband

Serena Mclane's P.O.V 

Lying face down on the bed, I can't help but to let out a low agonizing groan.

It took me absolutely ages to get all my various stuff out of the boxes and then arrange them where I deemed fit.

I even considered leaving it and doing it bit by bit but then I knew I'd be having this nagging voice in the corner of my mind goading me at every chance.

I guess I have weird traits like that.

Luckily though, I manage to do it just in time.

As I lie there, my mind starts to wander off to different places and situations.

What if my father had decided to marry me off to someone else? Someone not as understanding as Damien? I shudder just thinking of it.

A few moments go by and then a soft knocking erupts on the door.

Glancing up from my bed, my hair disheveled and my face red from the exertion of having to move things about, I see Damien standing in the doorway.

If it is possible for Damien to show any sort of emotion, I'd say he looks rather uncomfortable.

I raise an eyebrow as he stands there, not saying anything.

"Yes?" I goad.

"What would you like for dinner?" He asks tersely.

"Whatever's easiest.’’ I shrug, fixing my slightly rolled up shirt.

"That would be?" He pries.

Judging from his slightly uncomfortable stance, I get up from the bed and pass him as I make my way downstairs.

Entering into the kitchen, I look at the time to see it's nearing nine.

Wow, I wasn't unpacking as long as I had expected.

Approaching footsteps reach my ears and I smile as I know he's following me.

Scanning the stainless steel kitchen, my eyes land on the refrigerator as I make my way toward it.

Opening it, I scan all the ingredients.

"You don't cook much do you?"

I ask as I lean in to grab ingredients for the dish I'm making.

Piling everything into my hands, I turn to see him standing idly near the kitchen island.

Seeing my arms full, he rushes towards me and lessens my load.

"I don't"

He answers stoically as he places them onto the counter; Looking at them as if they're some sort of foreign abomination.

Laughing at him, I nudge Damien out of the way and grab a knife to begin preparing everything.

"I guess we're fitting into our roles very well aren't we?"

as I motion for

but I do hear

"What do you mean?"

preposterously contemptuous as it may be, here I am cooking for you” I take a pause as I let sarcasm lace

only thing missing is you coming home from work

just the way I

but merely by the picture I've

all seems

situation

us,

me, afraid of what

sound in the kitchen is the chopping of my knife at

be a tradition in the making” My entire body freezes

over my shoulder to actually see if it truly is Damien sitting

ever though I can see

sure if I'm just imagining

lip to stop from smiling

counting on it anytime soon.’

served the food,

the whole you teaching me stuff

between

now one will be incredibly

have to be up early and we will need to settle a few things but that should be all.From Monday you will come and start to work with me at the office.’’ He says as he stands to get more food from

but to feel pleased that even if my cooking isn't

wake up early in the morning is a habit I have never learnt from.It's sort of

since I always seem to have a personal

never seem to leave

once more as my alarm starts going off

I can't hit snooze

I can't do that

my mind

my usual casual attire of skinny jeans and a normal shirt but I know I can't

eyes dart from dresses to skirts

even know where

if I dress up to fancy and then everyone looks at me weird? Or I dress up way to casual and the same exact situation

know it, I'm reaching for a pale blue dress and a pair of

too formal nor

make it downstairs, Damien's standing at the door

earning only

playful banter is a one time

"You ready to go?"

the opposite direction from him, towards the

out, my voice coming out weirdly echoey

a seat at the counter just as Damien

"We'll be late."

let me eat in the

I ask.

Damien's answer is instantaneous.

"No"

and their

say in triumph, still eating.I can sense Damien's unvoiced annoyance all the way from

spoon in the sink, I walk past

had to