Billionaire Nick

Chapter 1: Trouble Nick

"Good job.Now swallow.’ I smirked at my phone.

It was lying on the bathroom counter while I styled my hair back.

Sounds like someone is having a good time.

"Blake?"I called.

"Yeah—oh;’ he groaned.

My smirk deepened.

"We don't have to discuss business if you're in the middle of something."

I heard some shuffling.

"Oh, okay! We'll talk la—wait."

There was a long pause and I wondered if he was still on the line.

"What the hell, Sinclair!"

he shouted from the other end.

I let out a laugh.

"I'm serious, Andrews.You sound busy.’ "Damn right I am.

Try feeding cereal to a toddler someday.’ I frowned.

"Oh.That's what you're doing?"

The alternative sounded better in my head.

Must've been my damn hormones.

I still couldn't get over last night's debauchery.

Smudged red lips and hot, steamy nights came to my mind instantly.

"Yeah, that's what I'm doing, Nick.Though I wouldn't have minded what you were thinking, not everyone has the best mornings."

"Of course,’ I chuckled.

Blake had been my best bud since middle school—after I saved him from a bunch of bullies.

He was so thankful that he got me a large box of M&M's.

I'd had a mania for sweets since I was a kid.

"Whose toddler is that anyway?"

I asked while walking out of the bathroom after my shower and slipping into the closet.

That was one perk of living alone in a huge penthouse.

I could roam around naked.

"Cousin Kyla is visiting."

"And you're babysitting?"

I asked nonchalantly while buttoning my shirt and fixing my tie.

"Apparently, he sighed, "seeing Rebekah clearly sucks at completing the task."

Rebekah was Blake's little sister who thought I was a manwhore and had hated me throughout high school—or, say, pretended to hate me.

Honestly, I still thought it was because she had a secret little crush on me.

I mean, who could hate a face like mine? Plus, she was pretty.

I might have dated her if she wasn't Blake's sister—didn't wanna ruin my friendship with him—because clearly, yeah, I am a bit of a manwhore.

"Nick, I need to check some data before we bring in the shipment.

But seeing as I can't stop by at your office today, I have sent someone else to collect the files."

"Okay.I'll let Penny know.’ "The hot assistant?"

I could hear the smirk in his voice.

"I don't check my staff out."

"Oh, come on.You're not completely oblivious to her flirting, are you?"

"Of course not.But she's an employee, so no.’ I knew better than to fuck an employee.In my initial months of working with Dad at Sinclair Enterprises, I hooked up with my temporary secretary and messed a lot of things up.

Boy, do I remember Dad kicking my ass! "I think that rule needs to be changed before the manwhore runs out of his chicks and has to beg his secretary to date him.

Yeah, like that's gonna happen.

I rolled my eyes.

where the cereal is

out a laugh

quickly went downstairs

setting breakfast on

at my parents' mansion when I was a kid and I

mom, she sucked

that was ignoring the part when I almost choked on the fumes when she burnt

a

to find

Mom was banished from cooking anything at

"Good morning, Nick."

me with a

"Morning, Mrs.Hawkins."

I smiled back.

cooked my favourite: a cheese

was halfway through my

An unknown number.

"Hello?"

woman spoke in a

back at the phone with

"Who is this?"

was a long sigh and I almost

Cassandra.Since you never asked

reminded of my brunette company from last

to even ask her name when she threw herself at me in that

was wearing a short black dress, and that was all I remembered

recalled admiring its soft material while

was too wasted to ask for a

by

were one of my

me

you doing

hear the

shoving a piece

penalize me with another fit of her annoying

got

she even get my number? And then, I remembered her

to say this, but I was

was looking forward

the

I wouldn't have minded."Alright.Look, Cassandra, I'm running late for

interview in that magazine last week,

imagine those pretty blue eyes would look as

been flattered but she was telling me nothing that I didn't already

And wasting my time.

she could

My phone rang again.

looked at

was Trent from the technical

"Mr.Sinclair!"

voice was filled with

"Yes, Trent?"

here at the

tried to break into

information from the important

"What?"

a woman.She also attacked your assistant

"Shit! Is Penny alright?"

found her passed out.Ryan has taken her to the hospital.She probably fractured

I frowned.

the cops are questioning her already.’

cops.’

I snapped.

is wrong with my staff?

Sinclair, she said..."

he trailed off.

did she say,

I gritted my teeth.

called the elevators

Andrews sent her.’

I snapped.

haven't told anyone else

tell your

right thing.Make sure the girl doesn't slip away.I'll be there as soon as I

be a problem, Mr.Sinclair.She's just sitting quietly in

she probably knows what's coming

frowned and

My bodyguard-slash-chauffeur Bruce was waiting in

It was Blake.

I picked up.

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