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Chapter Sixty Four
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2026-10-08 08:44:05
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Tired of me, Mr. Taylor? Chapter Seventy Five
Serena woke to the sound of someone speaking quietly outside her hospital room.She kept her eyes closed for another moment, waiting for the dull ache behind her forehead to settle. Her ribs hurt whenever she shifted, although the pain was considerably less severe than it had been the previous day.When she finally opened her eyes, Damian was still beside her.He was asleep in the chair, his head resting against the wall and his arms folded loosely across his chest. His long legs were stretched out in front of him, making the chair look even smaller than it was.Serena watched him for a moment.She’d asked him to stay, and he had. It was a simple thing, but there had been a time when Damian would have decided for himself whether remaining at her bedside was necessary.Lately, she’d noticed him making an effort to listen. He still struggled with his instinct to take charge, especially where her safety was concerned, but he was beginning to catch himself.She appreciated that more than
Tired of me, Mr. Taylor? Chapter Seventy Four
The first thing Serena noticed was the pain.It spread across her chest when she tried to breathe deeply, a sharp ache that made her stop halfway through. Her left arm felt heavy, and there was something uncomfortable beneath her nose.She opened her eyes to an unfamiliar ceiling.For several seconds, she couldn’t understand where she was. A monitor beeped somewhere beside her, and the faint smell of disinfectant hung in the air.Then she remembered the race.She’d been running third, closing the distance to the car ahead. There had been a corner approaching, and she’d adjusted her position for the braking zone.After that, nothing.Serena tried to lift her head.“Don’t move too quickly.”She turned toward the voice.Damian was sitting beside the bed, still wearing the clothes she’d seen him in at the circuit. His jacket was gone, his shirt sleeves rolled up, and his usually immaculate hair looked as though he’d been dragging his hands through it.He stood immediately.“Serena?”She a
Tired of me, Mr. Taylor? Chapter Seventy Three
“Sir! You can’t go through there!”Damian barely registered the marshal’s warning as he hurried toward the pit lane exit. Beyond the garages, emergency vehicles were already racing toward the accident site, their lights flashing against the barriers.“That’s Serena Ellis in that car,” he said, attempting to move past.The marshal stepped directly into his path. “I understand, sir, but the circuit is under red flag conditions. Nobody is permitted onto the track without authorization.”“Then get me someone who can tell me what’s happening!” His voice came out harsher than he’d intended. Serena hadn’t answered the radio. The last image he’d seen was of her motionless inside a car that barely resembled the one she’d climbed into less than an hour earlier.“Damian!”Theo caught up with him, still wearing his headset. His face was pale, and he was breathing heavily.“They’ve dispatched the medical team,” Theo said. “Race control is coordinating the response.”“Is she conscious?”Theo shook
Tired of me, Mr. Taylor? Chapter Seventy Two
“She’s gaining on second,” Theo said, studying the timing screen.Damian watched Serena’s car emerge from the final corner and accelerate down the main straight. She had maintained third place since her earlier overtake, and with several laps remaining, she was beginning to close the distance to the driver ahead.“Gap is down to one point four seconds,” an engineer reported.Theo adjusted his headset. “Tell her she’s making good time. No need to force an overtake.”The message was relayed, and Serena’s voice came through the team radio.“Understood. I’ll keep the pressure on.”Damian smiled faintly.She sounded pleased with herself, although he doubted she’d admit it until she was standing in the garage afterward, explaining precisely how she could have driven even faster.The thought was still on his mind when the trackside screen switched to Serena approaching the fastest section of the circuit.Her car swept through the first bend, accelerating toward a long straight that ended in
Tired of me, Mr. Taylor? Chapter Seventy One
Damian had read the safety report three times.Every critical component of Serena’s race car had undergone independent inspection. Laurent Motorsport had tightened security around its garage, restricted access to the vehicles, and introduced additional checks before anyone could authorize a car for competition.Theo Laurent had personally overseen the arrangements.None of it had made Damian feel better.From his position outside the garage, he watched the mechanics completing their preparations. Serena’s car stood beneath the bright overhead lights, its polished bodywork bearing the Laurent Motorsport insignia.The team had been preparing for this race long before the incident at Street Nation. Serena had received medical clearance, returned to training, and completed a supervised practice session without difficulty.The SN-R development program remained suspended while investigators examined the sabotage. Her Laurent Motorsport commitments, however, were entirely separate, and the t
Tired of me, Mr. Taylor? Chapter Seventy
“I’ve approved the additional security measures at Street Nation, but I want to discuss the arrangements outside the facility with you.”Damian placed a document in front of Serena. Daniel Cho sat beside her, reviewing the recommendations from the independent investigators.Serena scanned the document. Additional surveillance, restricted workshop access, and tighter controls over who could approach vehicles scheduled for testing. None of it surprised her after what had happened to the SN-R.It was the section concerning her personal security that caught her attention.“A security detail?” she asked.“Discreet protection when you’re traveling between Street Nation, Ellis Atelier, and home. I’d also recommend having your building’s security reviewed, but I haven’t authorized anything involving your apartment or personal movements.”Serena looked at him. “And if I don’t want someone following me everywhere?”“Then we find an arrangement you’re comfortable with. I’m not asking you to surr
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