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

do we do

I find myself asking.

and then randomly grope one another? I can feel myself

my slightly red cheeks and

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

this and quickly shakes his head, "Your

out in

Thank goodness for that.

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

you can hear him

you the files

takes a careful step forward,

few

proud of doing a task, very efficiently at

Damien's already cluttered desk, Max straightens out

as it is important

Max says, sounding pleased.

care of whatever calls and emails I get, the

and I have to be on

open as he looks from the

Si-.Definitely sir’’ Max finally

The poor guy.

as he motions

"Bye Max."

I will be coming

fathers company,

Damien abruptly turns

him in confusion, only for

I get my answer

stunned to

eyes darting back and

"Bye Ms.Mclane."

Max answers, smiling.

"Please just Serena".

say as Damien tugs me

as he looks at the both of us

that about? "Are we running

Damien due to the fast speed we are

We're practically sprinting.

"You could say that"

He answers tersely.

fast, this obviously entailed to

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

butterflies in my

my head at

to

I find

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