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 going,

laugh and finally

downstairs to

50-year-old cook, setting breakfast on the

was a kid and I had brought her along when I'd moved

mom,

when I almost choked on the fumes when

a

came back home to find the kitchen ceiling

was banished

"Good morning, Nick."

me

"Morning, Mrs.Hawkins."

I smiled back.

cooked my favourite: a

halfway through my breakfast

An unknown number.

"Hello?"

baby,’ a woman spoke in a seductive

the phone with a

"Who is this?"

long sigh and I almost missed hearing her

never

reminded of my brunette company from last

had been way too wasted to even ask her name when she threw herself at me

dress, and

admiring its soft material while taking

ask for a name,’ I

words followed by an obnoxious giggle,

giggles were one of my pet

annoyed me

what are you doing

could hear the smirk

shoving a piece of

with another fit

got nothing

I remembered her suddenly asking for my phone to

this, but I was really disappointed when

looking forward to some early morning

whispered the last part

wouldn't have minded."Alright.Look,

I saw your interview in

blue eyes would look as sexy

flattered but she was telling me

And wasting my time.

Before she could say anything else, I hung

My phone rang again.

and looked at the

from the

"Mr.Sinclair!"

voice was

"Yes, Trent?"

problem here at

to break

office to steal information from

"What?"

a woman.She also attacked your assistant when

"Shit! Is Penny alright?"

out.Ryan has taken

I frowned.

I hope the cops are questioning

didn't call the cops.’ "Why the

I snapped.

the fuck is wrong with my staff? "Because,

Sinclair, she said..."

he trailed off.

she say,

I gritted my teeth.

quickly called

Andrews sent her.’

I snapped.

I haven't told anyone

tell

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

sitting quietly in

because she probably knows what's

and hung

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

It was Blake.

I picked up.

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