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

how do we do

I find myself asking.

count to three and then randomly grope one another? I can feel myself going

at my slightly red cheeks

to go out now anyways, to your fathers company.’ My good mood immediately gets shot down and I have to force myself to not let it

this and quickly shakes his head, "Your father

out

Thank goodness for that.

comes into the room holding another stack full of files, so

hear him huffing

got you the files you

says as he takes a careful step forward, not being able to see and

comments.It truly was.It's only been a few minutes, since Max left

of doing a task, very

Damien's already cluttered desk, Max straightens out his

it immediately as it is important and so I did

Max says, sounding pleased.

care of whatever calls and emails I get, the

have to

as he looks from

sir’’ Max finally answers,

The poor guy.

as he motions for

"Bye Max."

say, not knowing whether I will be

at my fathers company, or

abruptly turns

at him in confusion, only

doing? I get my answer as Damien's

stunned to say

my eyes darting back and

"Bye Ms.Mclane."

Max answers, smiling.

"Please just Serena".

as Damien tugs me

nod his head, as he looks at

that about? "Are we

ask Damien due to the fast speed we are

We're practically sprinting.

"You could say that"

He answers tersely.

fast, this obviously entailed to me doing so as

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

reason, unbeknownst to me, I get butterflies in my stomach and I start to feel

head at the

to outright

again, I find myself