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

laugh and

went downstairs

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

mansion when I was a kid and I had brought

mom,

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

a funny

back home to find the kitchen ceiling pitch

that, Mom was banished from cooking anything at

"Good morning, Nick."

me with

"Morning, Mrs.Hawkins."

I smiled back.

a cheese omelette

through my breakfast

An unknown number.

"Hello?"

a woman spoke

the phone

"Who is this?"

long sigh and I almost missed hearing

Cassandra.Since you never asked last

was suddenly reminded of my brunette

wasted to even ask her name when

a short black dress, and that was

soft material while taking it

wasted to ask for a name,’ I

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

giggles were one of my

annoyed me to the

are you doing tonight,

the smirk in her

shoving a piece of

was enough to penalize me with another

Bing got nothing

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

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

looking forward to some

whispered the last part

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

saw your interview in that magazine

imagine those pretty blue eyes would

should've been flattered but she was telling me nothing

And wasting my time.

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

My phone rang again.

looked

Trent from the

"Mr.Sinclair!"

voice was filled with

"Yes, Trent?"

here at

tried to

office to steal information from the important

"What?"

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 are questioning her

call the cops.’ "Why

I snapped.

fuck is wrong with

Sinclair, she said..."

he trailed off.

did she say,

I gritted my teeth.

called the elevators to get to the parking

Andrews

I snapped.

haven't told

tell your father,

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

problem, Mr.Sinclair.She's just sitting

probably knows what's coming her

and hung

Bruce was waiting in the parking lot

It was Blake.

I picked up.

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