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,

a laugh and finally

downstairs to find

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

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

my mom, she

choked on the fumes when she

was a

home to find the

Mom was banished from cooking

"Good morning, Nick."

greeted me with a

"Morning, Mrs.Hawkins."

I smiled back.

favourite: a cheese omelette

halfway through my

An unknown number.

"Hello?"

a woman spoke

the

"Who is this?"

was a long sigh and I

never asked last

was suddenly reminded of my

too wasted to even ask her name when she threw herself at me in

wearing a short black dress, and that was

soft material while taking it off

wasted to ask for a

words followed by an obnoxious giggle, causing

were one of

me

are you doing tonight, Nick

could hear the smirk

a piece of

was enough to penalize me with another

got

did she even get my number? And then, I remembered her suddenly asking for my phone to make an emergency call last

this, but I was really disappointed when I found you

I was looking forward to some

the last part

have minded."Alright.Look,

in that

those pretty blue eyes would

should've been flattered but she was telling

And wasting my time.

you, but I'm gonna have to hang up now.’ Before she could say anything else, I hung up and resumed eating my

My phone rang again.

and looked at

was Trent from

"Mr.Sinclair!"

was filled

"Yes, Trent?"

here

tried to break into

information from the important

"What?"

woman.She also attacked your

"Shit! Is Penny alright?"

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

I frowned.

the cops are questioning her already.’ "N-No,

the cops.’ "Why the hell

I snapped.

is wrong with my

Sinclair, she said..."

he trailed off.

she say,

I gritted my teeth.

up and grabbing my blazer, I quickly called the elevators to get to

Mr.Blake Andrews sent her.’

I snapped.

haven't told anyone else

tell your father,

"No! You did the right thing.Make sure the girl doesn't slip away.I'll be there

sitting quietly in the waiting room.Almost like

because she probably knows what's coming her

and

my company? My bodyguard-slash-chauffeur Bruce was waiting in the parking lot and as I got into the car, my phone rang

It was Blake.

I picked up.

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