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 going,

laugh

went downstairs

50-year-old cook, setting breakfast on

used to work at my parents' mansion when I was a kid and I had brought her along when I'd

mom,

almost choked on the fumes when

a

came back home to find the kitchen ceiling

was banished

"Good morning, Nick."

me

"Morning, Mrs.Hawkins."

I smiled back.

had cooked my favourite: a cheese omelette and cinnamon

halfway through my breakfast when my

An unknown number.

"Hello?"

spoke in a

back at the phone

"Who is this?"

was a long sigh and I almost missed hearing her

you never

suddenly reminded of my

to even ask her

short black dress, and that was all I remembered about

recalled admiring its soft material while taking it

was too wasted to ask for a name,’ I

followed by an obnoxious giggle, causing me to

some reason, giggles were one

me

what are you doing tonight,

could hear the smirk

stated while shoving a

with another fit of her annoying

got nothing

remembered her suddenly asking for my phone to make

to say this, but I was really disappointed when I found you gone

looking forward to some early morning

the last

wouldn't have minded."Alright.Look, Cassandra,

your interview in that magazine last week,

imagine those pretty blue eyes would look as sexy in

telling me nothing that

And wasting my time.

up now.’ Before she could say anything else, I hung up and resumed eating

My phone rang again.

looked at the

was Trent from the

"Mr.Sinclair!"

was filled

"Yes, Trent?"

problem here

tried to break

information from the

"What?"

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

"Shit! Is Penny alright?"

has taken her to the

I frowned.

is that woman? I hope the cops

cops.’

I snapped.

fuck is wrong with my

Sinclair, she said..."

he trailed off.

she

I gritted my teeth.

up and grabbing my blazer, I quickly called

Andrews

I snapped.

Sir.That's why I haven't told anyone else

I tell your

Sinclair?’ "No! You did the right thing.Make sure the girl doesn't slip away.I'll be there as soon

problem, Mr.Sinclair.She's just sitting

knows what's coming

and

waiting in the parking lot and as I got into the car, my

It was Blake.

I picked up.

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