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

I find myself asking.

then randomly grope one another? I can feel myself going red in

my slightly

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

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

sigh out

Thank goodness for that.

another stack full of files, so high you

you can hear

got you the files you needed

he takes a careful step forward, not being able

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

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

paper onto Damien's already cluttered desk, Max straightens out his

you needed it immediately as it is important and

Max says, sounding pleased.

"Take care of whatever calls and emails I get, the

I have to be on

open as he looks

you- Si-.Definitely sir’’ Max

The poor guy.

he

"Bye Max."

not knowing whether I will be coming

stay at my fathers company, or even head somewhere

abruptly turns to me as I

confusion,

get my answer as Damien's

to say

our hands, my eyes darting

"Bye Ms.Mclane."

Max answers, smiling.

"Please just Serena".

tugs me out of the

his head, as he looks at the

that about?

ask Damien due to the fast speed

We're practically sprinting.

"You could say that"

He answers tersely.

this obviously entailed

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

to me, I get butterflies in my stomach and

shake my head at the ridiculous

again, I'm subjugated to

I find myself