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.

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

at my slightly red cheeks

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

and quickly shakes his

out in

Thank goodness for that.

holding another stack

you can hear him

you the files

careful step forward, not being able

only been a few minutes, since

says sounding proud of doing a task, very efficiently at

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

it immediately as it is important and

Max says, sounding pleased.

whatever calls

and I have to be

drops open as he

Si-.Definitely sir’’ Max finally answers,

The poor guy.

Damien says as he motions for

"Bye Max."

not knowing whether I will be

at my fathers company, or even head somewhere

with Damien? Damien abruptly turns

him in confusion,

I get my answer as Damien's large, cold hand

stunned to

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

"Bye Ms.Mclane."

Max answers, smiling.

"Please just Serena".

as Damien tugs me out

see Max nod his head, as he looks at the both of us in

that about? "Are we

ask Damien due to the fast speed we

We're practically sprinting.

"You could say that"

He answers tersely.

obviously entailed to me doing so as

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

some reason, unbeknownst to me, I get butterflies in my

head at the

again, I'm subjugated to

find