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.

I can feel myself going red in the face merely

slightly

anyways, to your fathers company.’ My good mood immediately gets shot down and I have to force myself to not let it

quickly shakes his head, "Your father will not be

out in

Thank goodness for that.

holding another stack

you can hear

got you the files

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

fast.’ Damien comments.It truly was.It's only been a few minutes,

sir’ Max says sounding proud of doing a task, very efficiently

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

said you needed it immediately as it is important and

Max says, sounding pleased.

"Take care of whatever calls

have to be on our

as he looks from

I- you- Si-.Definitely sir’’ Max finally

The poor guy.

he motions for

"Bye Max."

knowing whether I will be coming back

my fathers

abruptly turns to me as I say

him in confusion, only for him to reach

get my answer as Damien's large, cold hand wraps

stunned to say

my eyes darting back and forth between

"Bye Ms.Mclane."

Max answers, smiling.

"Please just Serena".

tugs me out of the

his head, as he looks at

that about? "Are we

the fast speed we

We're practically sprinting.

"You could say that"

He answers tersely.

obviously entailed to me

hands, especially the ring

butterflies

my head at the ridiculous

subjugated to

I find myself stepping closer

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