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.

the cereal

a laugh and finally hung

downstairs to find

my 50-year-old cook, setting breakfast

a kid and I had brought her along when I'd moved

my mom,

choked on the

was a funny

came back home to find

that, Mom was banished from cooking anything

"Good morning, Nick."

greeted me

"Morning, Mrs.Hawkins."

I smiled back.

had cooked my favourite: a

was halfway through my breakfast when my phone

An unknown number.

"Hello?"

a woman spoke in a seductive

the

"Who is this?"

long sigh and I almost

never asked

reminded of my brunette

been way too wasted to even ask her name when she threw herself at me

was wearing a short black dress, and that was all

soft

to ask for

followed by an obnoxious giggle, causing me

reason, giggles were one of my

me to the

are you doing

hear the smirk

stated while shoving a piece of pancake in

with

Bing got nothing on

number? And then, I remembered her suddenly asking for

am! "I hate to say this, but I was really disappointed when

forward

the last

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

saw your interview in that magazine last week,

those pretty blue eyes would look as sexy

flattered but she was telling me

And wasting my time.

to hang up now.’ Before she could say anything else, I

My phone rang again.

sighed and looked at the

was Trent from

"Mr.Sinclair!"

voice was filled with

"Yes, Trent?"

problem here at

tried to

steal information from the important

"What?"

woman.She also attacked your assistant when

"Shit! Is Penny alright?"

has taken her

I frowned.

the cops are questioning her

cops.’ "Why

I snapped.

fuck is wrong with my staff? "Because,

Sinclair, she said..."

he trailed off.

she

I gritted my teeth.

I quickly called the elevators to get to

Andrews sent her.’

I snapped.

why I haven't told anyone else besides

I tell your father,

Sinclair?’ "No! You did the right thing.Make sure the girl doesn't

just sitting quietly in the

knows what's

and

grudge could she possibly be holding against my company? My bodyguard-slash-chauffeur Bruce was waiting in the parking lot and as I got into the

It was Blake.

I picked up.

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