In Love With My Billionaire Husband

Chapter 10

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

I find myself asking.

another? I

gazes at my slightly red cheeks and

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

shakes his head,

sigh out in

Thank goodness for that.

into the room holding another stack full of files, so high

you can hear him huffing from

you the files you needed

a careful step forward,

few minutes, since Max left the

Max says sounding proud of doing a

Damien's already cluttered desk, Max straightens out

said you needed it immediately as it is important and

Max says, sounding pleased.

whatever calls and

have to

he looks from the papers

sir’’ Max

The poor guy.

Serena.’ Damien says as he motions for

"Bye Max."

whether I will be coming back

my fathers company,

abruptly turns to

confusion, only for him to

get my answer as Damien's large, cold hand wraps around

stunned to say the

glance at our hands, my eyes darting back and forth between

"Bye Ms.Mclane."

Max answers, smiling.

"Please just Serena".

tugs me

as he looks

was that about?

due to the fast

We're practically sprinting.

"You could say that"

He answers tersely.

fast, this obviously entailed to me

the

butterflies

head at the ridiculous

subjugated to outright staring by

once again, I find

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