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.

then randomly grope one another? I can feel myself going red in the face merely thinking

my slightly red cheeks

company.’ My good mood immediately gets shot down

his head,

sigh out in

Thank goodness for that.

another stack full of files, so high you can

you can hear him huffing from

got you the files

says as he takes a careful step forward,

was.It's only been a few minutes, since Max

sounding proud of doing a task, very

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

it immediately as it is

Max says, sounding pleased.

Damien murmurs, "Take care of whatever

and I have to

open as he looks

sir’’ Max finally

The poor guy.

Damien says as he motions for

"Bye Max."

not knowing whether I will

stay at my fathers

Damien abruptly turns to me

in confusion, only

my answer as Damien's large,

stunned to

my eyes darting back and forth between both

"Bye Ms.Mclane."

Max answers, smiling.

"Please just Serena".

tugs me out of the

he looks at the both of us in

that about? "Are we running

Damien due to the fast speed we

We're practically sprinting.

"You could say that"

He answers tersely.

obviously entailed to me doing so as

gaze once again darts to our intertwined hands, especially the ring now glinting as our hands

some reason, unbeknownst to me, I get butterflies in my stomach and I start to

my head at

subjugated to outright staring

find myself stepping closer to

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