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 and

downstairs to

50-year-old cook, setting breakfast on

a kid

my mom,

was ignoring the part when I almost choked on the fumes

a funny

home to find the kitchen ceiling pitch

banished

"Good morning, Nick."

me

"Morning, Mrs.Hawkins."

I smiled back.

cooked my favourite: a cheese omelette

halfway through my breakfast when my

An unknown number.

"Hello?"

baby,’ a woman spoke in

stared back at the phone with a

"Who is this?"

sigh and I almost missed hearing her

never asked

suddenly reminded of my brunette company

her

and

soft material while taking

too wasted to ask

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

some reason, giggles were one

annoyed me to the

you

the smirk in her

a piece of pancake in my

me with

Bing got nothing on

she even get my number? And then, I remembered her suddenly asking for my

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

forward to

whispered the last part

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

I saw your interview in that magazine last

those pretty blue eyes would look

should've been flattered but she was telling me nothing that

And wasting my time.

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

My phone rang again.

sighed and looked at

from the technical

"Mr.Sinclair!"

was filled

"Yes, Trent?"

problem here

tried to break into

office to steal information from the important

"What?"

your

"Shit! Is Penny alright?"

has taken her to

I frowned.

woman? I hope the cops are questioning her already.’

the cops.’

I snapped.

the fuck is wrong with my staff? "Because,

Sinclair, she said..."

he trailed off.

did she

I gritted my teeth.

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

Mr.Blake Andrews

I snapped.

haven't told anyone else besides

I tell your father,

did the right thing.Make sure the girl doesn't slip away.I'll be there

just sitting quietly in the waiting

knows what's coming

frowned and

bodyguard-slash-chauffeur Bruce was waiting in the parking

It was Blake.

I picked up.

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