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

I find myself asking.

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

my slightly red cheeks

have to go out now anyways, to your fathers company.’ My good mood immediately gets shot down

quickly shakes his head, "Your father

sigh out in

Thank goodness for that.

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

can hear

the files you needed

takes a careful step forward, not

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

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

paper onto Damien's already

needed it immediately as it is important and so

Max says, sounding pleased.

"Take care of whatever

and I have to be on our

he

you- Si-.Definitely sir’’

The poor guy.

Damien says as he motions for me to

"Bye Max."

say, not knowing whether I will

my fathers company, or even

turns to

him in confusion, only for him

my answer as Damien's large,

to say the

glance at our hands, my eyes darting back and forth

"Bye Ms.Mclane."

Max answers, smiling.

"Please just Serena".

as Damien tugs me out

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

was that about? "Are we running

to the fast speed

We're practically sprinting.

"You could say that"

He answers tersely.

him walking fast, this obviously entailed to

to our intertwined hands, especially the

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

my head at the ridiculous

again, I'm subjugated to outright staring

once again, I find myself