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

I find myself asking.

randomly grope one another? I

slightly red

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

his

out in

Thank goodness for that.

comes into the room holding another stack full of

can hear

you the files you

he takes a careful step forward, not being able to

Damien comments.It truly was.It's only been a few minutes, since

proud of doing a task,

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

said you needed it immediately as it is important

Max says, sounding pleased.

whatever

and I have to be on

he looks from

you- Si-.Definitely sir’’

The poor guy.

says as he

"Bye Max."

I will be

fathers company, or

knows with Damien? Damien abruptly turns to me as I

in confusion,

my answer as Damien's large, cold

stunned to say

at our hands, my eyes darting back and forth between

"Bye Ms.Mclane."

Max answers, smiling.

"Please just Serena".

Damien tugs me out of

see Max nod his head, as he looks at the both of us

about?

to the fast speed

We're practically sprinting.

"You could say that"

He answers tersely.

this obviously entailed to me doing so

the ring now glinting as our hands move

I get butterflies in my

my head at the

subjugated to outright staring

again, I find myself

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