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

I find myself asking.

we count to three and then randomly grope one another? I can

my slightly red cheeks and

fathers company.’ My good mood immediately gets shot down and I have to force myself to not

quickly shakes his head, "Your father will not

sigh out

Thank goodness for that.

room holding another stack full of files, so high you can barely

hear him huffing from

you the

takes a careful step

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

of doing

paper onto Damien's already cluttered desk, Max straightens

needed it immediately as it is important and

Max says, sounding pleased.

care of whatever calls and emails I

I have to be

he looks from the papers

Si-.Definitely sir’’ Max finally

The poor guy.

Damien says as he

"Bye Max."

say, not knowing whether I will be coming

my fathers company, or even head

Damien? Damien abruptly turns to

look at him in confusion, only

doing? I get my answer as Damien's large, cold hand wraps

stunned to say

hands, my eyes darting back and forth

"Bye Ms.Mclane."

Max answers, smiling.

"Please just Serena".

tugs me out of the

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

that about? "Are we

due to the fast speed we are currently

We're practically sprinting.

"You could say that"

He answers tersely.

to him walking fast, this obviously entailed to me doing so

intertwined hands, especially the ring now glinting as

get butterflies in my stomach and I start to

head at the ridiculous

again, I'm subjugated to outright staring

again, I find myself stepping closer