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 going,

out a laugh

downstairs to

setting breakfast on

parents' mansion when I was a kid

for my mom,

almost choked on the fumes when

a

to find the kitchen

banished

"Good morning, Nick."

me

"Morning, Mrs.Hawkins."

I smiled back.

a cheese omelette and

my

An unknown number.

"Hello?"

woman spoke in

back at the phone

"Who is this?"

a long sigh and I almost missed hearing her

you never asked

suddenly reminded of my

way too wasted to even ask her

a short black dress, and that was

soft material while taking

too wasted to ask for a

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

some reason, giggles were one of

annoyed me

what are you doing tonight, Nick

could hear the

I stated while shoving a

penalize me with another fit of

got

I remembered her suddenly asking for my

an idiot I am! "I hate to say this, but I

was looking forward to

the

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

I saw your interview in that magazine last

imagine those pretty blue eyes would look as sexy in

she was telling me

And wasting my time.

gonna have to hang up now.’ Before she

My phone rang again.

sighed and looked at the

Trent from the

"Mr.Sinclair!"

was filled with

"Yes, Trent?"

here at

to

steal information from the important

"What?"

a woman.She also attacked your assistant when she

"Shit! Is Penny alright?"

taken her to the hospital.She

I frowned.

hope the cops are questioning her already.’

the cops.’ "Why

I snapped.

wrong with

Sinclair, she said..."

he trailed off.

did she

I gritted my teeth.

and grabbing my blazer, I quickly called

Mr.Blake Andrews sent her.’

I snapped.

haven't

tell

You did the right thing.Make sure the girl doesn't

Mr.Sinclair.She's just sitting quietly

probably knows what's coming her

frowned and hung

company? My bodyguard-slash-chauffeur Bruce was waiting

It was Blake.

I picked up.

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