In Love With My Billionaire Husband

Serena Mclane's P.O.V 

My eyes widen and I sit there like a gaping fish.

"W-what?" I manage to splutter out.

Never had I thought I would hear those words, especially from him.

Damien sits there, perfectly casual as if he didn't say what he did.

"We need to familiarize ourselves with each other’’ He murmurs as he too leans forward.

"We were."I say indignantly, "When I was telling you about myself.

That's classed as familiarizing ourselves with one another.’ My emotions range from annoyance to bewilderment and admittedly to excitement.

I mentally scold myself at the last one.

What kind of person am I? A person that has eyes.

My subconscious adds in snarkily.

Damien leans even further if possible, "that is a different kind of familiarity.Do you not agree?"

Do I? I swallow nervously.

Who knows where this can go? Damien is an unpredictable man, anything can happen with him.

But Damien.

He's like a blank canvas.

A blank canvas that doesn't want to be filled, with whatever it may be.

I realise all I've been doing is staring at him, barely blinking, like an idiot.

Clearing my throat, I find myself answering him.

"I do, sort of.You want us to feel comfortable around one another, so that we don't seem out of place— if you will- in public.We need to be relaxed and to not tense up at one another's touch." I finish.

I do get the gist of what Damien's saying.

It just took me a while to turn my mind in another direction and well not wherever it was before, which was down in the gutter.

It also makes a lot of sense.

If either of us seems uncomfortable in public just by being around the other in question, it'll be sure to grant us weird looks.

I, however, didn't think Damien would come up with the suggestion.

"Precisely.Damien says as he stands up.I feel immensely awkward as I glance at his figure towering over me

do we do this

I find myself asking.

then randomly grope one another? I can feel myself going red in the face merely thinking about

gazes at my slightly red cheeks

have to go out now anyways, to your fathers company.’ My good mood immediately gets shot down and I have to force myself to

notices this and quickly shakes his head, "Your

sigh out

Thank goodness for that.

stack full of files, so high you can

can hear him

the files

says as he takes a careful step forward, not

fast.’ Damien comments.It truly was.It's only been a few minutes,

proud of doing a task,

paper onto Damien's already cluttered desk, Max

immediately as it is

Max says, sounding pleased.

well” Damien murmurs, "Take care of whatever

to

open as he looks from the papers to

you- Si-.Definitely sir’’ Max finally answers,

The poor guy.

Serena.’ Damien says as he motions

"Bye Max."

whether I will be coming back

fathers company, or even head somewhere

turns to

at him in confusion, only for

answer as Damien's large, cold

to say

darting

"Bye Ms.Mclane."

Max answers, smiling.

"Please just Serena".

Damien tugs me out of the

nod his head, as he looks at

was that about? "Are we

to the fast speed we are

We're practically sprinting.

"You could say that"

He answers tersely.

to him walking fast, this obviously

again darts to our intertwined hands, especially the ring now glinting as our hands move from the

I get butterflies in my stomach

shake my head at the ridiculous

I'm subjugated to outright staring by

again, I find