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

downstairs

my 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

my mom, she sucked at

the part when I almost choked on the fumes

was a

to find

was banished from cooking

"Good morning, Nick."

me

"Morning, Mrs.Hawkins."

I smiled back.

cooked my favourite: a cheese

my breakfast when

An unknown number.

"Hello?"

spoke

stared back at the phone

"Who is this?"

and I almost missed

Cassandra.Since you never asked last

I was suddenly reminded of

had been way too wasted to even ask her

dress, and

because I recalled admiring its soft material while taking it off

wasted to ask for a

 she said, her words followed by

giggles were one of

me to the

are you doing tonight, Nick

the

a piece of pancake in my

was enough to penalize me with another fit of her annoying

Bing got nothing

remembered her suddenly asking for my phone to make an emergency call

am! "I hate to say this, but I was

I was looking forward

whispered the last part

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

in that

eyes would

should've been flattered but she was telling me nothing that I didn't

And wasting my time.

to hang up now.’ Before she could say anything else, I

My phone rang again.

looked at the

Trent from the

"Mr.Sinclair!"

was filled

"Yes, Trent?"

here

tried to break

steal information from

"What?"

was a woman.She also attacked your assistant when she

"Shit! Is Penny alright?"

passed out.Ryan has taken her to

I frowned.

woman? I hope the

the cops.’

I snapped.

the fuck is wrong with

Sinclair, she said..."

he trailed off.

did she

I gritted my teeth.

and grabbing my blazer, I quickly called the elevators to

Mr.Blake Andrews sent her.’

I snapped.

haven't told

I tell

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

wouldn't be a problem, Mr.Sinclair.She's just sitting quietly in the waiting

probably knows what's coming

and hung

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

It was Blake.

I picked up.

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