The Billionaire's Intern (Maya Thompson) novel Chapter 16

Chapter 13 Unexpected Encounter 2

Chapter 13: Unexpected Encounter-2

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There they were – Maya and the kid -standing at a quiet bus stop off the main road. Maya had her hand on the boy’s shoulder, brows drawn, lips pressed thin. Her phone was in her hand, the screen lighting up every few seconds.

Worry. It was written all over her.

The driver, old but sharp, spoke up from the front. “Poor timing to be waiting on this route. Weekend buses here are always late. Damn transit cuts.”

A pulse of irritation slid through Damien’s jaw. He clenched it. Ignored it.

James turned slightly. “Should we offer them a ride? They look like they’re running late.”

Damien glanced again, and saw it. The way Maya’s shoulders were tensed. The way she kept checking the time. The boy looked pale under the morning sun.

Damien closed his eyes for half a beat.

“You know what to do,” he said gruffly.

James nodded, the faintest glint of satisfaction in his expression.

“Pull over,” he instructed the driver smoothly.

The sleek black Bentley slowed to the curb, the engine purring as it came to a stop.

At first, Maya didn’t notice. Or maybe she just didn’t care.

Until James rolled down the window.

“Good morning, Ms. Thompson!”

Maya blinked, her head jerking toward the voice. “Mr. Horton?! I… what… I mean… I’m sorry-good morning, sir!”

The boy beside her narrowed his eyes slightly, not rudely, but with a guarded sharpness. He didn’t speak, just observed.

James smiled. “How are you feeling today? Feeling better?”

That got the boy’s attention.

“Feeling better? Why?” His eyes shot to Maya. “What happened? May… are you sick?”

Maya flushed, cheeks turning bright pink. “Ah, no, I’m fine,” she said quickly. Then to James, “I’m fine, sir. Thank you.”

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Chapter 13 Unexpected Encounter 2

James gave a patient nod, then looked to the boy. “You must be Jamie?”

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Maya nodded, but Jamie stepped forward with a small bow. “Good morning, sir. I’m Jamie, Maya’s brother. And you are…?”

“Jamie!” Maya elbowed him gently, embarrassed.

But James just chuckled. “Nice to meet you Jaime. I’m James Horton. Mr. Blackwood’s personal

assistant.”

Jamie beamed slightly. “Nice to meet you, sir!”

James tilted his head. “Where are you two headed?”

Maya hesitated. “Uh, hospital.”

“Then perfect timing,” James said. “This route’s notoriously late on weekends. We’ll drop you off.”

Maya’s lips parted. “Ah, no need, sir. We’ll be fine. Really.”

But Jamie glanced at her and frowned. “May… it’s hot. And we might be late. Let’s take the offer,

okay?”

James grinned. “He’s right. We’re already headed that way. Please, don’t worry. Make yourselves comfortable. Mr. Blackwood is in the back.”

Damien kept his gaze forward-stone still, unreadable.

Maya looked like she wanted to bolt. But she looked at Jamie – already sweating slightly in the morning heat- and finally relented.

Jamie, ever the gentleman, opened the door.

“Ladies first.”

She hesitated… then stepped in.

Damien’s eyes flicked up briefly. And just like that-she was there.

So close.

No makeup. Worn jeans and a faded T-shirt. Scuffed sneakers. Her hair tied loosely back. No heavy perfume-just something soft. Subtle.

Lavender. And underneath it-vanilla. Soft. Clean. Maddening.

His jaw tightened.

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