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

how do we do this

I find myself asking.

another? I can feel myself going

slightly red

to your fathers company.’ My good mood immediately gets

shakes his head, "Your father will

sigh out in

Thank goodness for that.

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

can hear him huffing

the

step forward, not

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

of doing a task, very

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

said you needed it immediately as it

Max says, sounding pleased.

"Take care of whatever calls and emails

have to be on our

as he

sir’’

The poor guy.

Damien says as he motions for me to

"Bye Max."

say, not knowing whether I will be

my fathers company, or

with Damien? Damien abruptly turns to me as I

look at him in confusion, only for

get my answer as Damien's large, cold hand

to say

darting back

"Bye Ms.Mclane."

Max answers, smiling.

"Please just Serena".

say as Damien tugs

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

was that about? "Are we

fast

We're practically sprinting.

"You could say that"

He answers tersely.

him walking fast, this obviously entailed to me doing

our intertwined hands, especially the ring now glinting as our

to me, I get butterflies in

shake my head at the ridiculous

I'm subjugated to outright staring by

once again, I find myself stepping closer to

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