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.

and then randomly grope one another? I can feel

at my slightly red

My good mood immediately gets shot down and

this and quickly shakes his head, "Your father

out in

Thank goodness for that.

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

can hear him

the files you needed

takes a careful step forward, not

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

Max says sounding proud of doing a task,

the stacks of paper onto Damien's already cluttered desk,

it immediately as it is important and so

Max says, sounding pleased.

murmurs, "Take care of whatever calls and emails I

have to be on

open as he

I- you- Si-.Definitely sir’’

The poor guy.

Damien says as he motions for me

"Bye Max."

not knowing whether I will be coming back or

at my fathers company, or even head

knows with Damien? Damien abruptly turns to me

in confusion, only for him

get my answer as Damien's large,

to

our hands, my eyes darting

"Bye Ms.Mclane."

Max answers, smiling.

"Please just Serena".

say as Damien tugs

Max nod his head, as he looks

was that about? "Are

to the fast speed we

We're practically sprinting.

"You could say that"

He answers tersely.

walking fast, this obviously

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

I get butterflies in my stomach and I

head

subjugated to outright staring by Damien's

find myself stepping