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 this

I find myself asking.

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

my slightly red cheeks and surprisingly

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

quickly shakes his head, "Your father

out

Thank goodness for that.

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

can hear him huffing

got you the files

a careful step

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

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

paper onto Damien's already cluttered desk, Max straightens

immediately as it is important and so I did my

Max says, sounding pleased.

whatever calls and

and I have to be on

mouth drops open as he looks from

I- you- Si-.Definitely sir’’

The poor guy.

Serena.’ Damien says as he

"Bye Max."

whether I will be coming back

my fathers company,

abruptly turns to me as I say

look at him in confusion, only for him to

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

stunned to say

my eyes darting back and

"Bye Ms.Mclane."

Max answers, smiling.

"Please just Serena".

Damien tugs

head, as he looks at the both of us

about? "Are we running

fast

We're practically sprinting.

"You could say that"

He answers tersely.

walking fast, this obviously entailed to me doing

to our intertwined hands, especially the ring now

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

head at

subjugated to outright

I find myself