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

we do this

I find myself asking.

and then randomly grope one another? I

slightly red cheeks and surprisingly

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

quickly shakes his head, "Your father will not

sigh out

Thank goodness for that.

I stand up, Max comes into the room holding another stack full of files, so high

hear him huffing

you the files you needed

he takes a careful step forward, not being able

truly was.It's only been a few minutes,

yes sir’ Max says sounding proud of doing a task,

stacks of paper onto Damien's already cluttered desk, Max straightens

it immediately as it is important and so I did

Max says, sounding pleased.

Damien murmurs, "Take care of whatever calls and

have to be on our

open as he looks from the

Si-.Definitely sir’’

The poor guy.

as he

"Bye Max."

knowing whether I will be coming back

my fathers company, or

Damien? Damien abruptly turns to me as I

him in confusion, only for

is he doing? I get my answer as

to

at our hands, my eyes darting back and forth

"Bye Ms.Mclane."

Max answers, smiling.

"Please just Serena".

as Damien tugs me out of the

only see Max nod his head, as he looks at the both of

was that about? "Are we

ask Damien due to the fast

We're practically sprinting.

"You could say that"

He answers tersely.

obviously entailed to me doing so

gaze once again darts to our intertwined hands, especially the ring now glinting as our

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

head at the

subjugated to outright staring

find