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

I find myself asking.

one another? I can

slightly red cheeks and

mood immediately gets shot down and I have to force myself to

quickly shakes his head, "Your father

sigh out in

Thank goodness for that.

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

can hear him huffing

the

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

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

says sounding proud of doing a task, very efficiently

onto Damien's already cluttered

it immediately as it is important and so

Max says, sounding pleased.

of whatever calls and

to be

he looks from the papers to

sir’’ Max

The poor guy.

he motions for

"Bye Max."

say, not knowing whether I will be coming

might stay at my fathers company, or even head

abruptly turns

look at him in confusion,

my answer as Damien's large, cold hand wraps

stunned to say the

my eyes darting

"Bye Ms.Mclane."

Max answers, smiling.

"Please just Serena".

say as Damien tugs

head, as he looks at the both of

was that about?

to the fast speed we are currently walking

We're practically sprinting.

"You could say that"

He answers tersely.

obviously entailed to me

once again darts to our intertwined hands, especially the ring

to me, I get butterflies in my stomach and

shake my head at

I'm subjugated to outright

I find myself stepping closer

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