The Billionaire's Intern (Maya Thompson) novel Chapter 527

Chapter 257: Let Me Spoil You a Little

Maya slowly opened her eyes, swallowed the bite of cheesecake, and looked up at Damien with a bright smile.

“Mmm… it’s so good!” she said happily. “You should try it, Love.”

A soft chuckle escaped Damien as he walked over to her.

Before he could sit down, Maya picked up another forkful of cheesecake and held it toward him.

“Here.”

Damien smiled and leaned forward, accepting the bite. He chewed thoughtfully before giving a small nod of approval.

“You’re right,” he admitted. “It is good. No wonder Grandpa keeps sneaking out for this place. He always finds an excuse to come back.”

Maya laughed softly. “I don’t blame him.”

She set the fork down before reaching up and gently running her fingers through his damp hair.

“You didn’t dry your hair,” she said, lightly combing through the damp strands with her fingers. “Come here.

I’ll dry it for you.”

Damien shook his head with an amused smile.

“It’s fine, Love. It’ll dry on its own.”

He gently took her hand away from his hair, brought it to his lips, and pressed a soft kiss against her knuckles before giving it a gentle squeeze.

“I’ll get dressed first.”

He disappeared into the walk-in closet and returned a few minutes later wearing a fresh pair of boxers beneath a plain white T-shirt almost identical to the oversized one Maya was wearing

The sight that greeted him made him smile.

Maya was quietly enjoying her cheesecake, practically drowning in his oversized shirt.

He walked over and sat beside her. The moment he did, Maya scooped up another forkful and held it out toward him.

Damien glanced from the fork to her with an amused smile.

“Love, I bought it for you.”

“I know,” Maya replied with a smile. “But I want you to share it with me.”

Damien couldn’t help smiling at the simple request. He accepted another bite before gently nudging the fork back toward her.

“Finish the rest,” he said. “That’s enough sweets for me.”

Maya simply nodded and continued enjoying the rest of her cheesecake while Damien’s attention drifted toward the pile of shopping bags occupying one corner of the suite.

Noticing the subtle shift in his attention, Maya followed his gaze.

“What did you buy?”

Instead of answering, Damien stood, gathered the bags, carried them over to the couch, and set them down beside him.

He reached into one of the larger bags, pulled out a slim laptop box, and placed it gently on Maya’s lap. “Here,” he said. “Use this instead.”

Maya set her fork down and glanced at the unopened box on her lap before looking back at Damien.

“Love…”

“I know what you’re going to say,” Damien interrupted gently. “But I wanted to do this for you.”

Seeing the quiet determination in his eyes, Maya simply smiled.

“Thank you, Love.”

Damien smiled before reaching into another shopping bag.

“There’s more.”

Maya looked at him curiously as he pulled out another sleek white box and placed it on the coffee table.

Her eyes widened almost immediately.

“A phone?”

Damien nodded before reaching into the bag once more, and pulling out an identical box.

“And I got one too,” he said with a small smile. “Now we match.”

Maya looked from the two unopened boxes back to him before letting out a helpless laugh.

“Love…”

Damien smiled, wrapping an arm around her waist for a brief moment before letting her pull away

Maya spent the next few moments exploring her new phone before suddenly looking back at him, excitement dancing in her eyes.

“Love,” she said with a grin, “let’s take a selfie.”

Damien raised an eyebrow.

“A selfie?”

Maya nodded enthusiastically as she held up the phone.

“Yeah A picture together. I want to make it my wallpaper.”

The next several minutes passed with the two of them taking far more selfies than either of them cared to admit. After laughing over each photo, Maya finally picked her favorite and immediately set it as her wallpaper before proudly showing Damien.

To her surprise, Damien asked her to send him the same photo. Moments later, he set it as the wallpaper on his own phone, making Maya smile all over again.

Once that was done, Damien was ready to set up the smartwatch and tablet as well. This time, however, Maya managed to convince him to wait until they returned from Japan, pointing out that she wouldn’t have much use for either of them during the trip. The laptop and phone were more than enough for now. Damien eventually agreed, though not without negotiating something in return.

Within minutes, he had discreetly tucked one small tracking device into her suitcase and another inside her purse. Maya shook her head in amusement before giving in, knowing there was no changing his mind.

The room gradually fell quiet again after Damien finished putting away the remaining shopping bags.

Maya leaned back comfortably against the couch, absentmindedly admiring the wallpaper they now shared.

A small smile lingered on her lips, but before long, her thoughts drifted back to something that had been bothering her.

She looked over just as Damien returned to the couch. The moment he sat down beside her, she finally spoke.

“Love…”

Damien turned to her.

“I don’t mean to pry, but…” Maya searched his face. “Do you think something’s wrong with Aunt Dahlia?

Damien’s expression immediately turned serious.

“I’ve been wondering the same thing,” he admitted after a brief pause. “There’s definitely something wrong.

He met her eyes.

“The thing is… she doesn’t seen worried. She seems… sad.”