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 is

a laugh and finally hung

went downstairs to

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

at my parents' mansion when I was a kid and I had brought her along

mom, she

when I almost choked on the fumes

a

to find the kitchen

banished from cooking

"Good morning, Nick."

me with

"Morning, Mrs.Hawkins."

I smiled back.

had cooked my favourite: a cheese omelette and cinnamon

was halfway through my breakfast

An unknown number.

"Hello?"

a woman spoke in a seductive

back at the phone with

"Who is this?"

a long sigh and I

you never

of my brunette company from

her name when she threw

short black dress, and that was all I remembered about

because I recalled admiring its soft material while taking it

to ask for

words followed by an obnoxious giggle, causing me

giggles were one

me to

what are you doing

could hear the smirk in

while shoving a piece

to penalize me with

Bing got nothing

my number? And then, I remembered her suddenly asking for my phone

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

as I was looking forward to some early morning

the last

have minded."Alright.Look, Cassandra, I'm

your interview in that magazine

imagine those pretty blue eyes would look as

she was telling

And wasting my time.

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

My phone rang again.

sighed and looked at

Trent from the technical

"Mr.Sinclair!"

was filled with

"Yes, Trent?"

problem here at the

to

information

"What?"

attacked your assistant when she tried to

"Shit! Is Penny alright?"

Sir.We found her passed out.Ryan has taken her to the hospital.She probably fractured

I frowned.

woman? I hope the cops

the cops.’

I snapped.

wrong with

Sinclair, she said..."

he trailed off.

did she say,

I gritted my teeth.

and grabbing my blazer, I quickly called the

Mr.Blake Andrews sent her.’

I snapped.

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

I tell

"No! You did the right thing.Make sure the girl doesn't slip

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

she probably knows what's coming

frowned and hung

bodyguard-slash-chauffeur Bruce was waiting in the parking lot and

It was Blake.

I picked up.

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