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

I find myself asking.

I can feel myself going

slightly red cheeks and

immediately gets shot down and I have

quickly shakes his head, "Your father will not be

out

Thank goodness for that.

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

hear

got you the files

careful step forward, not being able

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

proud of doing a task, very efficiently

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

immediately as it is important and

Max says, sounding pleased.

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

have to

as he looks from the

I- you- Si-.Definitely sir’’ Max finally

The poor guy.

Serena.’ Damien says as he motions for me to

"Bye Max."

knowing whether I will

stay at my fathers company, or even head

with Damien? Damien abruptly turns to me as I

at him in confusion, only for

answer as Damien's large,

to say

at our hands, my eyes darting back and forth between both of

"Bye Ms.Mclane."

Max answers, smiling.

"Please just Serena".

say as Damien tugs me out of the

as he looks at the both of us

was that about? "Are we

the fast speed we are currently

We're practically sprinting.

"You could say that"

He answers tersely.

him walking fast, this obviously entailed to me doing so

the ring now glinting as our hands move from the fast

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

head at the ridiculous

again, I'm subjugated to outright staring by Damien's

I find