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

I find myself asking.

to three and then randomly grope one another? I can feel

my slightly red cheeks and surprisingly

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

his head, "Your father will

out in

Thank goodness for that.

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

can hear him huffing from

the files you

step forward,

been a few

says sounding proud of doing

onto Damien's already cluttered desk, Max

immediately as it is important and so I did my

Max says, sounding pleased.

whatever calls and

have to be on

he looks from the papers to

sir’’ Max finally answers,

The poor guy.

Serena.’ Damien says as he

"Bye Max."

I will be coming back or

at my fathers company,

Damien abruptly turns

confusion, only for him to

answer as Damien's large, cold

to say the

eyes darting back and

"Bye Ms.Mclane."

Max answers, smiling.

"Please just Serena".

say as Damien tugs me out

nod his head, as he looks at the both

about? "Are we

ask Damien due to the fast speed

We're practically sprinting.

"You could say that"

He answers tersely.

fast, this obviously entailed

once again darts to our intertwined hands, especially the ring

I get butterflies in my stomach and I start to feel

my head at

to outright

I find myself

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