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

laugh and

went downstairs to

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

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

mom, she sucked at

part when I almost choked

a

home to find the kitchen

was banished from cooking

"Good morning, Nick."

me with

"Morning, Mrs.Hawkins."

I smiled back.

had cooked my favourite: a cheese omelette

my breakfast when

An unknown number.

"Hello?"

spoke

back at the phone

"Who is this?"

was a long sigh and

you never

I was suddenly reminded of my brunette company from

been way too wasted to even ask her

was wearing a short black dress, and that

I recalled admiring its soft material while taking it off

was too wasted to ask for a

her words followed by an obnoxious giggle,

were one

me to

are you

hear the smirk

a piece of pancake

to penalize me with another fit of

Bing got nothing

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 when I found you gone in the

forward to

whispered the last

that, I wouldn't have minded."Alright.Look, Cassandra, I'm running

in that magazine last week,

those pretty blue eyes would look as sexy in

but she was telling me

And wasting my time.

I'm gonna have to hang up now.’ Before she could say anything

My phone rang again.

looked

Trent from the

"Mr.Sinclair!"

voice was filled with

"Yes, Trent?"

a problem here at

to

steal information from

"What?"

also attacked your assistant when she tried to stop

"Shit! Is Penny alright?"

taken

I frowned.

is that woman? I hope the cops are questioning

the cops.’ "Why the hell

I snapped.

the fuck is wrong with my staff?

Sinclair, she said..."

he trailed off.

did she

I gritted my teeth.

quickly called the elevators to get to

Andrews

I snapped.

why I haven't told

tell your

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

Mr.Sinclair.She's just sitting

because she probably knows what's coming her

frowned and

could she possibly be holding against my company? My bodyguard-slash-chauffeur Bruce was waiting in the parking lot and as I got into the car,

It was Blake.

I picked up.

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