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

do we do

I find myself asking.

grope one another? I can feel myself going red in the face merely thinking

slightly red cheeks

to your fathers company.’ My good mood immediately gets shot down

this and quickly shakes his head, "Your

out in

Thank goodness for that.

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

can hear him huffing from

got you the files you needed

a careful step

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

sounding proud of

paper onto Damien's already cluttered desk, Max straightens

immediately as it is important

Max says, sounding pleased.

Damien murmurs, "Take care of whatever calls and emails

have to be

he

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

The poor guy.

Serena.’ Damien says as he

"Bye Max."

not knowing whether I will be coming back or

might stay at my fathers company,

abruptly turns

look at him in confusion, only for

I get my answer as Damien's

stunned to

darting back and forth between both of

"Bye Ms.Mclane."

Max answers, smiling.

"Please just Serena".

say as Damien tugs

head, as he looks at the

about?

ask Damien due to the fast speed we are currently walking

We're practically sprinting.

"You could say that"

He answers tersely.

to him walking fast, this obviously entailed to me doing so as

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

unbeknownst to me, I get butterflies

head at the ridiculous

I'm subjugated to outright

again, I find myself stepping closer to