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.

count to three and then randomly grope one another? I can feel myself going red in

at my slightly

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

his head,

sigh out in

Thank goodness for that.

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

you can hear him

got you the files you needed

says as he takes a careful step forward, not

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

Max says sounding proud of doing a task, very

of paper onto Damien's already cluttered desk, Max

as it is

Max says, sounding pleased.

whatever calls and emails I

to be on our

as he looks from

Si-.Definitely sir’’ Max finally answers,

The poor guy.

says as he motions for

"Bye Max."

not knowing whether I

my fathers

Damien? Damien abruptly turns to me

him in confusion, only for

my answer as Damien's large, cold hand wraps

stunned to

hands, my eyes darting back and

"Bye Ms.Mclane."

Max answers, smiling.

"Please just Serena".

as Damien tugs

his head, as he looks at the

was that about? "Are we running

the fast

We're practically sprinting.

"You could say that"

He answers tersely.

fast, this obviously entailed to me doing

especially the ring now glinting as our hands move from the

to me, I get butterflies in my

my head at

again, I'm subjugated to outright staring by Damien's

once again, I find

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