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

I find myself asking.

randomly grope one another? I can feel myself going red

gazes at my slightly red cheeks and

company.’ My good mood immediately gets shot down and I

and quickly shakes his head,

out

Thank goodness for that.

stack full

you can hear him huffing

you the files

says as he takes a careful step forward, not being

comments.It truly was.It's only been a few minutes, since Max left the room after Damien spoke

of doing a task,

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

as it is important and so I

Max says, sounding pleased.

care of whatever calls and emails I get, the

have to

he

sir’’ Max finally

The poor guy.

says as he motions

"Bye Max."

say, not knowing whether I

stay at my fathers company, or even

abruptly turns

look at him in confusion, only

answer as Damien's large, cold hand wraps

to say the

eyes darting back

"Bye Ms.Mclane."

Max answers, smiling.

"Please just Serena".

say as Damien tugs me out of the

as he looks at the both of us in

about? "Are we

fast speed we are

We're practically sprinting.

"You could say that"

He answers tersely.

fast, this obviously entailed to me

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

reason, unbeknownst to me, I get butterflies in my stomach

head at the

I'm subjugated to outright

once again, I find myself stepping closer

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