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 this

I find myself asking.

and then randomly grope one another? I can feel myself

my slightly red cheeks and surprisingly

immediately gets shot down and I have to force myself to

this and quickly shakes his head, "Your father will not

out in

Thank goodness for that.

Max comes into the room holding another stack full of files, so high you can barely see his

you can hear him huffing

got you the files you needed

a careful step forward, not being able

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

Max says sounding proud of

onto Damien's already cluttered desk, Max straightens out

needed it immediately as it is important and so I did my

Max says, sounding pleased.

Damien murmurs, "Take care of whatever calls and emails

have to

as he looks from the

Si-.Definitely sir’’ Max finally answers,

The poor guy.

he

"Bye Max."

not knowing whether I will be coming back

might stay at my fathers company, or even

knows with Damien? Damien abruptly turns to me as

at him in confusion, only for him to

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

stunned to say

darting back and forth between

"Bye Ms.Mclane."

Max answers, smiling.

"Please just Serena".

tugs

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

was that about? "Are

ask Damien due to the fast speed we are currently

We're practically sprinting.

"You could say that"

He answers tersely.

walking fast, this obviously entailed to me doing

our intertwined hands, especially the ring now glinting as our

butterflies in my

shake my head

again, I'm subjugated to outright

find myself