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 this

I find myself asking.

another? I

slightly

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

quickly shakes his head, "Your father will not

out in

Thank goodness for that.

comes into the room holding another stack full of files,

you can hear

the files you

a careful step forward, not being able to

a few minutes, since Max left the room after

sir’ Max says sounding proud of doing a

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

it immediately as it is important and so I

Max says, sounding pleased.

of whatever calls and emails I

and I have to be

open as he looks from the papers to

you- Si-.Definitely sir’’

The poor guy.

Serena.’ Damien says as he motions for me to

"Bye Max."

whether I

at my fathers

knows with Damien? Damien abruptly turns

confusion, only for him to reach

he doing? I get my answer as Damien's large,

to

darting back and forth between both of

"Bye Ms.Mclane."

Max answers, smiling.

"Please just Serena".

tugs me out of

as he looks at the both of

that about? "Are

to the fast speed we are

We're practically sprinting.

"You could say that"

He answers tersely.

him walking fast, this obviously entailed to me doing so

hands, especially the ring now glinting

me, I get butterflies in my stomach and I

my head at the

I'm subjugated to outright staring by Damien's

once again, I find myself stepping closer

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