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.

randomly grope one another? I can feel myself going red in the

my slightly red

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

notices this and quickly shakes his

sigh out

Thank goodness for that.

up, Max comes into the room holding another stack

hear

got you the files

says as he takes a careful step forward, not being able to see

been a few

sounding proud of

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

said you needed it immediately as it is important and so

Max says, sounding pleased.

well” Damien murmurs, "Take care of whatever calls and emails I get, the

have to be

he looks from the papers to

you- Si-.Definitely sir’’

The poor guy.

says as he motions for me to

"Bye Max."

not knowing whether I

my fathers company, or even head

abruptly turns

in confusion, only for him to reach

doing? I get my answer as Damien's large,

stunned to

eyes darting back and

"Bye Ms.Mclane."

Max answers, smiling.

"Please just Serena".

tugs me out of the

his head, as he looks at the both of us in

was that about? "Are we running

the fast speed

We're practically sprinting.

"You could say that"

He answers tersely.

obviously entailed to me

the ring now glinting as our hands move from the fast

get butterflies

my head at

subjugated to

I find myself stepping closer to

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