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 is going,

out a laugh and finally

quickly went downstairs to

setting breakfast on the

parents' mansion when I was a kid and I had brought

my mom,

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

was a

home to find the kitchen ceiling

that, Mom was banished

"Good morning, Nick."

greeted me with a

"Morning, Mrs.Hawkins."

I smiled back.

had cooked my favourite: a cheese omelette and

was halfway through my

An unknown number.

"Hello?"

spoke in

back at the phone with

"Who is this?"

a long sigh and

you never asked

I was suddenly reminded of

too wasted to even ask her name when

black dress, and that

soft material

too wasted to ask

by an obnoxious giggle,

giggles were

annoyed me

are you doing tonight,

hear the smirk

I stated while shoving a piece of pancake in my

with another fit of her

got nothing

then, I remembered her suddenly asking for my phone to make an

but I was really disappointed when

as I was looking forward

the

have minded."Alright.Look, Cassandra, I'm running late

in that magazine

imagine those pretty blue eyes

but she was telling

And wasting my time.

hang up now.’ Before she

My phone rang again.

sighed and looked at

Trent from

"Mr.Sinclair!"

was

"Yes, Trent?"

here at

to

steal information from the important

"What?"

was a woman.She also attacked your assistant when she tried to

"Shit! Is Penny alright?"

has taken her to the

I frowned.

the cops are questioning

cops.’

I snapped.

fuck is wrong

Sinclair, she said..."

he trailed off.

did she say,

I gritted my teeth.

grabbing my blazer, I quickly called the elevators to

Andrews

I snapped.

haven't told

I tell your

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

problem, Mr.Sinclair.She's just sitting quietly in the waiting

knows what's coming

frowned and

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

It was Blake.

I picked up.

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