Billionaire Nick

Caroline

"It's Laurel.It's definitely Laurel,, Rebekah, my dorm mate, suddenly spoke up from her bed.I had my class a while ago while Rebekah had just returned from her home.

Her home, which was only a fifteen-minute drive from campus.

She had only moved to a dorm because she'd wanted to experience what college was truly like.

I, on the other hand, would never understand how someone could choose some lousy campus over their loving family.

I'd always choose to live with my family.

Not like I had much of it left, but still.

"Will you at least listen to the audio, Care?"

Her gray eyes narrowed, a frown forming on her lips as she tucked a loose strand of icy blonde hair behind her ear.

"No thanks.

That dress from years ago was creepy enough: She sighed.

"Fine.Don't blame me when you have nothing to talk about at the frat party next week.’ "What frat party?"

I frowned.

"The one we're going to.’ She gave me a toothy grin.

"No! I'm not going to any party.

You just get drunk and leave me alone, which sucks because I don't talk to many people.’ "Alright, fine.’ She sighed.

"This time, I'll hook you up with someone before getting drunk."

I narrowed my eyes.

"How are you even back already? Didn't you have dinner plans with family tonight?"

I asked.

"I did.But then my cousin showed up with her toddler.And when I realized that I was expected to babysit that milk puking machine, I fled."

She shrugged.

I shook my head with a laugh.

"That's so impolite.

"Nope.Impolite would've been getting my new minion t-shirt soaked with my nephew's barf."

I grimaced.

Just then, my phone rang.

It was Blake, Rebekah's older brother.

"Mr.Andrews; I said.

Rebekah pretended to gag.

She always found it funny when I addressed her brother with respect.

It would be weird to call my employer by his first name.

"Caroline, first, I told you to call me Blake, and second, I know these are your college hours but I'm gonna have to ask for a favour: "That's okay...Blake.

What can I help you with?"

"Great! Can you go to Sinclair Enterprises to collect those shipment files I told you about yesterday?"

"Sure.There was suddenly the loud cry of a child in the background.

More like a scream with some incoherent words.

"Oh God! Shut up, you—Listen, Caroline"

I heard him speak something about meeting someone but I couldn't exactly make out the words because of the baby's cries.

It sounded something like: Meet Mr.Wee...zon.

And then, the line went dead.

Mr.Wee...zon? Guess I'll just ask someone at Sinclair Enterprises for Mr.Wee...zon and they'll send me to the person with the closest name.

Rebekah was busy watching YouTube videos when I left our dorm.

It took me an hour to get to Sinclair Enterprises by bus despite it being hardly a twenty minute drive by car.

I walked up to the receptionist in the lobby and told her that I was sent by Mr.

Blake Andrews to collect some files.

around to find a woman with raven black hair smiling at me.She was dressed professionally so I assumed that she worked

has sent me to collect

meet you, Caroline.I'm Penny Woods,

motioned for me to follow her towards

if I should

laugh in

me, maybe I wouldn't need

elevators opened and we started walking

turned a corner and a long flight of stairs going downwards were in front of

and she gave me an apologetic

"Please go ahead, Caroline."

"Okay."

stairs to come across two

said Mr.Wilson and

I looked back at Penny for help but she wasn't there

she go? Taking in a deep breath, I turned to the door which

Mr.Wilson's office.

card

an

it

pushed the door open and

of computer

fish out the correct

"Hey!"

a loud shout from behind

and found Penny at the top of the

"Thief!" she suddenly shouted.

the stairs but her foot twisted on the middle step and she tumbled down the other

my God,’ I

over in her direction, I stooped down next to

"Are you okay, Penny?"

before I could pull my handkerchief out, a guy came running down

"Step away from her.Now!"

he talking to me? I found myself stepping away as he dangerously advanced in our direction and

us and spoke to the first

take her to

care of her: My heart started beating loudly in my chest.What did he mean by, ‘I'll take care of her'? And what did I even do? Thankfully, ‘take care of her’ only meant ‘make her sit in a waiting room until she dies of boredom: And the more I thought about it, the more

here to

I tell them that Mr.Andrews sent me? I looked down at

noise as I pulled my

was only sweating because I

say that ‘Sweaty Palms' was my

my stockings and looked up at

and the guy from before,

wants to

my anxiety was back

I got up and followed him out of the waiting room, down the corridor and towards the double

me

I knocked on

deep voice

Help me, God.

double doors open and took a discreet step inside the room, keeping my gaze fixed on the

could feel his eyes on

of my peripheral vision, he was a fairly tall man, muscular,

my gaze up, only to lock my eyes with his

light stubble that gave

was a deep brown

was

Nothing more than 24.

"Mr.Sinclair’ I finally muttered.

he crossed his arms over his chest, flexing in the

picture a six pack....or maybe an

to smack me, I'd be on the floor, passed

come here to steal anything,’ I

scanned me for

have a seat,

paused, realizing he didn't know my

"Stewart—Caroline Stewart; I blurted.

He nodded.

"Sit down, Ms.Stewart."

of the chairs and watched him across the desk,

his aura, that

I somehow opened my mouth to speak and

call from Mr.Andrews telling me that I

paused to make sure that I had his

me discreetly, then

of some disturbance, I heard that I had to

I'd figure it out but when your assistant Penny left me to take a phone

since their offices are right across each other's.’ Recognition flashed across his features and a slight frown formed on

I went inside the room.That's when Penny thought I was

be processing this and probably looking for the