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.

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

gazes at my slightly red cheeks and surprisingly

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

notices this and quickly shakes his

sigh out in

Thank goodness for that.

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

you can hear him huffing

got you the files

a careful step forward, not being able to see

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

Max says sounding proud of doing

paper onto Damien's already cluttered desk,

you needed it immediately as it is important and so I did my

Max says, sounding pleased.

whatever

and I have to be on our

mouth drops open as he looks from the papers to

Si-.Definitely sir’’

The poor guy.

says as he motions for me to

"Bye Max."

knowing whether I will be coming

my fathers company, or even

knows with Damien? Damien abruptly turns to me as I say

in confusion, only for him to

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

stunned to say

our hands, my eyes darting back and forth between both

"Bye Ms.Mclane."

Max answers, smiling.

"Please just Serena".

tugs me out of

see Max nod his head, as he looks at

that about? "Are we

ask Damien due to the fast speed we are currently walking

We're practically sprinting.

"You could say that"

He answers tersely.

him walking fast, this obviously

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

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

shake my head at

to outright staring by Damien's

I find myself