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

laugh and finally hung

downstairs to find

my 50-year-old cook, setting breakfast

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

for my mom, she sucked

the part when I almost choked on the

a funny

to find the kitchen ceiling

that, Mom was banished

"Good morning, Nick."

me with

"Morning, Mrs.Hawkins."

I smiled back.

favourite: a cheese omelette

halfway through my

An unknown number.

"Hello?"

woman spoke

back at the phone

"Who is this?"

and I almost missed

you never asked last

of my brunette

even ask her name when she threw herself at

black dress, and that was all I

its soft material while taking it off

was too wasted to ask for a name,’

 she said, her words followed by an obnoxious giggle, causing me

were one of my

annoyed me to the

you doing tonight, Nick

the smirk in her

I stated while shoving a piece of pancake

enough to penalize me with another fit of her annoying

got

then, I remembered her suddenly asking

but I was really

as I was looking forward

whispered the last

wouldn't have minded."Alright.Look,

in that magazine last week,

those pretty blue eyes

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

And wasting my time.

hang up now.’ Before she could

My phone rang again.

looked at the

was Trent from the

"Mr.Sinclair!"

was

"Yes, Trent?"

a problem here at

tried to break into

to steal information from the important

"What?"

woman.She also attacked your

"Shit! Is Penny alright?"

Sir.We found her passed out.Ryan has taken

I frowned.

hope the cops are questioning her already.’ "N-No,

cops.’

I snapped.

is wrong with my staff? "Because,

Sinclair, she said..."

he trailed off.

she

I gritted my teeth.

grabbing my blazer, I quickly called the elevators to

Andrews sent

I snapped.

why I haven't told anyone else besides

tell

You did the right thing.Make sure the girl doesn't slip away.I'll

be a problem, Mr.Sinclair.She's just sitting quietly in the waiting room.Almost

knows

and

my company? My bodyguard-slash-chauffeur Bruce was waiting in the parking lot and

It was Blake.

I picked up.

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