The Billionaire's Intern (Maya Thompson) novel Chapter 273

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Both Ashcroft and Damien snapped their heads toward her, caught off guard, eyes widening slightly at the innocence in her question.

Ashcroft let out an awkward, almost nervous laugh. “W-We… we had sex, Maya. We didn’t… make love or anything. Just… a one-night stand, technically. No strings attached.”

Maya’s gaze stayed on him, thoughtful, still tinged with that quiet, unassuming innocence. “I get that,” she murmured, “but I believe… even one night stands require… some sort of attraction, right?”

Ashcroft and Damien exchanged a sharp glance, a silent conversation passing between them. Ashcroft’s eyes widened slightly, almost pleading, as if silently begging Damien to save him from this conversation. He looked helpless, uncertain, and slightly panicked-clearly not used to being put on the spot like this.

Maya blinked, tilting her head slightly, her innocence cutting sharply through the heavy tension in the room. Her voice was soft, curious, and unguarded. “Like Damien…” she started, glancing between the two men. Her eyes landed on Damien, then flicked to Ashcroft. “You said you’ve been with women before. What you told me… those were different, right? Those moments weren’t one-night stands-they were… a service. Something paid for. So of course there were no strings attached.”

Her gaze turned back to Ashcroft, warm yet probing. “But Harper… she’s not an escort, or anything like that. You knew each other. Maybe not friends, but at least acquaintances. There’s… a relationship, a connection between the two of you.”

She paused, letting the words sink in, then looked at both of them directly. Her voice softened, curious yet thoughtful. “Is it just… lust? Satisfying each other’s needs, even if you don’t like each other, or aren’t even attracted to each other?”

She let the words hang, vulnerable yet insistent, giving them both a silent challenge: be

honest.

Maya tilted her head, soft blush rising on her cheeks as she tried to make sense of the awkward tension. “I mean… don’t get me wrong. If I got drunk-so drunk-I don’t think I’d do it with you. Not because I’m not attracted to you, but because I… know you. We have a relationship. You’re Damien’s friend, and… you’re mine too. So…”

Damien’s jaw tightened instantly, his dark eyes narrowing, and his possessiveness flared like wildfire. His hand squeezed hers gently but firmly, pulling her closer. “First of all,” he said, voice low, clipped with warning, “you will never… ever get drunk… too drunk… especially if

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He paused, letting the weight of his words sink in, before continuing, his tone hardening yet still laced with warmth and care. “Second… I’m glad you’re not interested in this asshole. And lastly… do you really think I’d allow a situation like that to happen? No way!!”

Damien’s fingers tightened slightly around hers again, dark eyes softening just enough as he added, almost in a growl, “You’re mine… and I don’t share what’s mine.”

Maya blinked, wide-eyed at the intensity, then a nervous laugh escaped her lips. “Damien…” she whispered, a mix of awe, amusement, and a little embarrassment fluttering in her chest. Ashcroft swallowed hard, the color rising in his neck. He opened his mouth, then hesitated, his usual bravado nowhere to be found.

Finally, Ashcroft let out an awkward, nervous laugh, scratching the back of his neck. “I… uh… no, it’s not like that,” he admitted, his voice rough around the edges. “It was… just a moment. Heat, alcohol… mistakes. I didn’t mean anything by it. There weren’t feelings… really.”