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.

cereal

out a laugh

quickly went downstairs to

cook, setting breakfast

was a kid and I had brought her

my mom, she

I almost choked on the fumes when she

was a funny

came back home to find the kitchen

was banished from cooking anything at

"Good morning, Nick."

greeted me with a

"Morning, Mrs.Hawkins."

I smiled back.

had cooked my favourite: a cheese omelette and

was halfway through my breakfast when

An unknown number.

"Hello?"

baby,’ a woman spoke in a seductive

at the phone with a

"Who is this?"

and I almost missed hearing her

you never asked last

was suddenly reminded of my

even ask her name when she threw herself at

and that was all

because I recalled admiring its soft material while

ask

her words followed by an

giggles were

me to

you doing

could hear the smirk in

stated while shoving a piece of pancake in my

penalize me with another fit of

Bing got

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

I was really

I was looking forward to some

whispered the

have minded."Alright.Look, Cassandra,

interview in that magazine last week,

blue eyes would look as

was telling

And wasting my time.

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

My phone rang again.

looked

Trent from the technical

"Mr.Sinclair!"

voice was filled with

"Yes, Trent?"

here

to break

office to steal information from the

"What?"

a woman.She also attacked your assistant when she tried to stop

"Shit! Is Penny alright?"

passed out.Ryan has taken her to the

I frowned.

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

cops.’

I snapped.

the fuck is wrong with my staff? "Because,

Sinclair, she said..."

he trailed off.

she

I gritted my teeth.

blazer, I quickly called the elevators to

Andrews sent

I snapped.

I haven't told anyone

tell

did the right thing.Make sure the girl doesn't slip

wouldn't be a problem, Mr.Sinclair.She's just sitting quietly in the waiting room.Almost

knows what's

and hung

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

It was Blake.

I picked up.

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