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.

cereal is going,

a laugh

quickly went downstairs to

50-year-old cook, setting breakfast on the dining

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

mom, she

when I almost choked on

was a funny

back home to find

was banished from cooking anything at

"Good morning, Nick."

greeted me with a

"Morning, Mrs.Hawkins."

I smiled back.

favourite: a cheese omelette and cinnamon

through my

An unknown number.

"Hello?"

a woman spoke in

stared back at the phone with a

"Who is this?"

long sigh and I almost

Cassandra.Since you never

reminded of my brunette company

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

a short black dress, and that was

its soft material

wasted to ask for a name,’

words followed by an obnoxious giggle, causing

reason, giggles were

annoyed me

what are you doing

the smirk in

I stated while shoving a piece of pancake in my

enough to penalize me with another fit of

got nothing on

my number? And then, I remembered her suddenly asking

an idiot I am! "I hate to say this, but I was really disappointed when I found you gone in the

looking forward to some

whispered the

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

saw your interview in that magazine last

imagine those pretty blue eyes would look

telling me nothing

And wasting my time.

you, but I'm gonna have to hang up now.’ Before she could say anything else, I

My phone rang again.

looked

Trent from the

"Mr.Sinclair!"

voice was

"Yes, Trent?"

here

tried to break

office to steal information

"What?"

your

"Shit! Is Penny alright?"

passed out.Ryan has taken her to

I frowned.

that woman? I hope the cops

cops.’ "Why

I snapped.

fuck is wrong with my

Sinclair, she said..."

he trailed off.

did she say,

I gritted my teeth.

blazer, I quickly called the elevators to get to the

Andrews

I snapped.

I haven't told anyone else

I tell

sure the girl doesn't slip away.I'll be there as

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

probably knows what's

and

she possibly be holding against my company? My bodyguard-slash-chauffeur Bruce was waiting

It was Blake.

I picked up.

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