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.

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

my slightly red cheeks and

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

shakes his head,

sigh out

Thank goodness for that.

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

you can hear him huffing from

the files

takes a careful step forward,

truly was.It's only been a few minutes,

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

already cluttered desk, Max straightens out

you needed it immediately as it

Max says, sounding pleased.

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

and I have to be on our

open as he looks from the

sir’’ Max finally answers,

The poor guy.

says as he motions

"Bye Max."

knowing whether I will be coming

stay at my fathers

Damien abruptly turns to me as I

him in confusion, only for him to reach

answer as Damien's large, cold

to say

hands, my eyes darting back and

"Bye Ms.Mclane."

Max answers, smiling.

"Please just Serena".

tugs

head, as he

was that about? "Are

to the fast speed we are

We're practically sprinting.

"You could say that"

He answers tersely.

walking fast, this obviously

hands, especially the ring now glinting as our hands move from the

butterflies in

head at the ridiculous

I'm subjugated to outright staring

again, I find myself stepping

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