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

let out a laugh

went downstairs

my 50-year-old cook, setting breakfast on

when I was a kid and

my mom, she sucked

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

a

came back home to find the kitchen ceiling

was banished from cooking anything

"Good morning, Nick."

greeted me

"Morning, Mrs.Hawkins."

I smiled back.

favourite: a cheese

my breakfast when my

An unknown number.

"Hello?"

woman spoke in a seductive

the phone

"Who is this?"

was a long sigh and

Cassandra.Since you never asked

reminded of

even ask her name when she threw herself

a short black dress, and that was

soft material while

was too wasted to ask for

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

were

annoyed me to the

you doing tonight,

the smirk in

I stated while shoving a piece

was enough to penalize me with another fit

got

And then, I remembered her suddenly asking

say this, but I was really disappointed when I found

I was looking forward to some

the

that, I wouldn't have minded."Alright.Look,

in that magazine last week,

blue eyes

should've been flattered but she was telling me nothing that I

And wasting my time.

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

My phone rang again.

and looked at the

from the technical

"Mr.Sinclair!"

was filled

"Yes, Trent?"

a problem here

tried to

office to steal information from

"What?"

woman.She also attacked your assistant when she tried

"Shit! Is Penny alright?"

her passed out.Ryan has taken her to the hospital.She

I frowned.

that woman? I hope the cops are questioning

the cops.’ "Why the hell

I snapped.

is wrong with my

Sinclair, she said..."

he trailed off.

did she

I gritted my teeth.

up and grabbing my blazer, I quickly called the elevators to get to the parking

Mr.Blake Andrews sent

I snapped.

I haven't told anyone

I tell

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

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

probably knows what's

and hung

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

It was Blake.

I picked up.

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