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

out a laugh and finally

went downstairs

setting breakfast

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

for my mom,

when I almost choked on the fumes when she

was a

find the kitchen ceiling

Mom was banished from cooking

"Good morning, Nick."

me with

"Morning, Mrs.Hawkins."

I smiled back.

cooked my favourite: a cheese omelette

through my breakfast when

An unknown number.

"Hello?"

spoke

stared back at the phone with a

"Who is this?"

sigh and I almost missed hearing

Cassandra.Since you never asked last

of my brunette company

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

black dress, and that

because I recalled admiring its soft material

was too wasted to ask for a

words followed by an obnoxious giggle,

some reason, giggles were one of

annoyed me to the

you doing

could hear the

I stated while shoving a piece

to penalize me with another

Bing got

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

idiot I am! "I hate to say this, but I was really disappointed when I found you gone in

was looking forward to some early

whispered the

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

saw your interview in

imagine those pretty blue eyes would look

she was telling

And wasting my time.

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

My phone rang again.

and looked at the

from

"Mr.Sinclair!"

was

"Yes, Trent?"

problem here at

to

office to steal information from the

"What?"

Sir.It was a woman.She also attacked your assistant

"Shit! Is Penny alright?"

out.Ryan has taken her to the hospital.She

I frowned.

the cops are questioning

didn't call the cops.’

I snapped.

wrong

Sinclair, she said..."

he trailed off.

did she

I gritted my teeth.

my blazer, I quickly called the elevators to get to

Andrews sent her.’

I snapped.

Sir.That's why I haven't

I tell your father,

right thing.Make sure the girl

be a problem, Mr.Sinclair.She's just sitting quietly in the waiting room.Almost like she's

she probably knows what's coming her

frowned and hung

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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