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.

three and then randomly grope one another? I can feel

my slightly

mood immediately gets

his head, "Your father

out in

Thank goodness for that.

the room holding another stack full of

hear him huffing

got you the

a careful step forward, not being able to

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

Max says sounding proud of doing a task, very efficiently

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

you needed it immediately as it is important and so

Max says, sounding pleased.

murmurs, "Take care of whatever calls and emails

and I have to

open as he looks from the papers

sir’’

The poor guy.

he motions for me to

"Bye Max."

I will be coming back or

my fathers company, or

Damien abruptly turns to me as I say

him in confusion, only for him

I get my answer as

stunned to say the

our hands, my eyes darting back and forth between both

"Bye Ms.Mclane."

Max answers, smiling.

"Please just Serena".

as Damien tugs me out

only see Max nod his head, as he looks at

about? "Are we running

Damien due to the fast speed

We're practically sprinting.

"You could say that"

He answers tersely.

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

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

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

my head at

again, I'm subjugated to outright staring by

find