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.

three and then randomly grope one another? I can feel myself going red in the face merely thinking

slightly

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

quickly shakes his head, "Your father

out

Thank goodness for that.

the room holding another stack full of

you can hear him huffing

got you the files

as he takes a careful step

Damien comments.It truly was.It's only been a few minutes, since Max

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

already cluttered desk, Max straightens out his crumpled

as it is important and so I

Max says, sounding pleased.

well” Damien murmurs, "Take care of whatever calls and

have to

mouth drops open as he looks from the papers

sir’’ Max finally

The poor guy.

says as he motions for me to

"Bye Max."

not knowing whether I will be coming

fathers company,

with Damien? Damien abruptly turns to me as

at him in confusion, only for him to

get my answer as Damien's

to say the

glance at our hands, my eyes darting back

"Bye Ms.Mclane."

Max answers, smiling.

"Please just Serena".

as Damien tugs me out of the

see Max nod his head, as he looks at the

was that about?

the fast speed we

We're practically sprinting.

"You could say that"

He answers tersely.

fast, this obviously entailed to

our intertwined hands, especially the ring now glinting as our hands move from

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

my head at

I'm subjugated to

I find myself stepping closer