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

I find myself asking.

randomly grope one another? I can feel myself going red

slightly red cheeks and

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

his head, "Your father

out in

Thank goodness for that.

up, Max comes into the room holding another stack full

hear him huffing

you the files

takes a careful step forward, not being able to see

been a few minutes, since Max

yes sir’ Max says sounding proud of doing a

already cluttered desk, Max

immediately as it

Max says, sounding pleased.

care of whatever calls and emails

I have to be on

he

Si-.Definitely sir’’

The poor guy.

Serena.’ Damien says as he motions

"Bye Max."

I will

fathers

knows with Damien? Damien abruptly turns to me as I say

him in confusion, only

my answer as Damien's large, cold

to say

my eyes darting

"Bye Ms.Mclane."

Max answers, smiling.

"Please just Serena".

tugs me out

only see Max nod his head, as he looks at

was that about?

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

hands, especially the ring

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

my head at the

I'm subjugated to outright

find myself

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