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,

a laugh and finally

quickly went downstairs to

my 50-year-old cook, setting

I was a kid and I had brought her

my mom, she

the part when I almost choked on the fumes when she burnt dinner one

a

back home to find the kitchen ceiling pitch

banished from cooking

"Good morning, Nick."

greeted me with a

"Morning, Mrs.Hawkins."

I smiled back.

my favourite: a cheese omelette and

halfway through my breakfast when my

An unknown number.

"Hello?"

a woman spoke

at the phone with

"Who is this?"

a long sigh and I almost missed hearing her

you never

was suddenly reminded of my brunette

ask her name when she threw herself at me in that

short black dress, and that was all I remembered about

because I recalled admiring its soft

wasted to ask for a name,’

followed by an obnoxious giggle, causing

some reason, giggles were one

annoyed me to

what are you doing

could hear the

while shoving a piece of pancake

enough to penalize me with

Bing got nothing

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

hate to say this, but I was really disappointed when I found you gone in

as I was looking forward to some

whispered the last part

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

in that magazine last week,

imagine those pretty blue eyes would look

was telling

And wasting my time.

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

My phone rang again.

and looked at the

from

"Mr.Sinclair!"

voice was filled with

"Yes, Trent?"

a problem here

tried to

steal information from

"What?"

also attacked your assistant when she

"Shit! Is Penny alright?"

taken her

I frowned.

is that woman? I hope the cops are questioning her

didn't call the cops.’ "Why the

I snapped.

is wrong

Sinclair, she said..."

he trailed off.

did she say,

I gritted my teeth.

quickly called the elevators to get to

Andrews

I snapped.

haven't told anyone else

I tell your father,

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

just sitting quietly in the

because she probably knows what's coming

and

be holding against my company? My bodyguard-slash-chauffeur Bruce was waiting in

It was Blake.

I picked up.

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