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 this

I find myself asking.

another? I can feel myself going red in

at my slightly red cheeks and

My good mood immediately gets shot down and I have to force myself to not

and quickly shakes his head, "Your father will not

sigh out

Thank goodness for that.

I stand up, Max comes into the room holding another stack full of files, so high you can barely

hear him

got you the files you

as he takes a careful step forward, not

a few minutes, since Max left the room

sounding proud of doing a

onto Damien's already

it is important and

Max says, sounding pleased.

of whatever calls and emails I get,

I have to be

mouth drops open as he looks from

sir’’

The poor guy.

he

"Bye Max."

I will be coming

my fathers company, or

knows with Damien? Damien abruptly turns to me as

in confusion, only for him to

doing? I get my answer as Damien's

to

eyes darting

"Bye Ms.Mclane."

Max answers, smiling.

"Please just Serena".

tugs me out

as he looks at the both of us in

was that about? "Are

the fast speed we are currently walking

We're practically sprinting.

"You could say that"

He answers tersely.

him walking fast, this obviously entailed to me doing

intertwined hands, especially the

reason, unbeknownst to me, I get butterflies in

my head at the

again, I'm subjugated to outright staring by

once again, I find myself stepping closer to

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