Chapter 15: Too Innocent for Damage-1
James watched quietly through the rearview mirror. Not Maya. Not Jamie.
Damien.
He saw it – the twitch of the jaw, the stillness before the storm. Subtle, but James had worked
with Damien Blackwood long enough to recognize the signs.
This wasn’t just annoyance. This was possessive.
So he took the liberty to break the silence.
“Boyfriend?”
The question was smooth, casual. Too casual.
Maya stiffened instantly beside Damien, but it was Jamie who answered.
“Pfft! He wishes!” the boy scoffed, arms crossed. “No way. That guy’s obsessed with my sister. May already turned him down, like, a thousand times, but he keeps pushing it. Every time we’re here, he’s lurking around. Sometimes with flowers, sometimes with takeout – breakfast, lunch, coffee, whatever. Dude even tried giving her concert tickets once. He’s weird.”
“Jamie,” Maya hissed, elbowing him hard in the side.
He winced but didn’t back down. “I’m just telling the truth.”
Damien said nothing but James caught the slight shift in his boss’s gaze, the tension
sharpening.
Interesting.
“Persistent, isn’t he?” James mused out loud, still watching Damien. “That can be… irritating.”
Maya groaned, clearly flustered. “Can we not talk about this right now? Jamie, let’s go, stop stalling. They have important places to be and we’re already late. Come on, out. Now.”
Damien leaned back, tone unreadable. “What’s his name?”
Maya blinked. She didn’t expect the question.
“Dr. Beckett,” Jamie answered before Maya could. “Creepy guy with a white coat and no
boundaries.”
“Hmm,” Damien said, as if the name alone gave him reason to blacklist someone.
Jamie grumbled, “He gives me the creeps. I told Maya not to even talk to him.”
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Chapter 15 Too Innocent for Damage 1
“She doesn’t,” Damien said quietly, with a finality that left no room for argument.
The words hung heavy in the air.
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Maya glanced at him, startled. Not at the words at the certainty behind them. Like he already knew. Like it mattered to him.
Too much.
She tucked her hands between her knees, willing herself to stay calm. “Can we just go now?” she asked softly.
James looked at Damien through the mirror, waiting for a signal. He got it with the subtlest nod.
The door locks clicked. James stepped out first and opened the door for them.
Jamie, clearly unhappy, finally stepped out, still glaring across the lot at the doctor like he was the
enemy. Maya followed right behind him.
“Thank you again,” she said softly, offering James a polite nod. Then her gaze shifted to Damien.”
Mr. Blackwood.”
Their eyes locked for half a second too long.
She started to turn, but Damien spoke again.
“Ms. Thompson…” he paused, eyes never leaving hers, “Don’t be late on Monday.”
Maya swallowed. Her voice came out softer than she meant. “I won’t,” she said, voice soft, eyes flicking up to meet his one last time.
She gave a small nod, then reached for Jamie’s hand and walked toward the hospital.
James didn’t speak until the doors shut and Damien leaned back in his seat, jaw tight.
“To the company?” he asked lightly.
Damien’s eyes were locked on the hospital doors. “I want everything on that doctor – name,
background, affiliations – on my desk before the day ends.”
A beat. Then, coldly: “And I want him out of this city before the sun rises tomorrow.”
James gave a slow nod, lips twitching at the edge. “Understood.”
The rest of the drive was quiet, save for the low hum of the engine and the occasional tap of
James’s stylus against his tablet.
By the time they pulled into the private underground entrance of Blackwood Enterprises, the building was noticeably quieter, weekend-silent, save for a few essential staff and skeleton.
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