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

me

to meet you, Caroline.I'm Penny Woods, Mr.Sinclair's

me to

if I should ask her

laugh in

seeing as she was guiding me,

elevators opened and we started walking down a

and a long flight of stairs going

rang and she gave me an

"Please go ahead, Caroline."

"Okay."

stairs to come

Mr.Wilson and the other

at Penny for help but she

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

Mr.Wilson's office.

swipe card lock

be an important

wondered why it was

thinking twice, I pushed the

of computer screens and

the correct bunch of files, now am

"Hey!"

loud

found Penny at the

"Thief!" she suddenly shouted.

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

my God,’ I

over in her direction, I stooped down next

"Are you okay, Penny?"

and before I could pull my

"Step away from her.Now!"

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

up to us

her

at me, "I'll take 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

thought I was here to steal

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

sweaty palms made a squeaky noise as I pulled my hand off

was only sweating because I

Palms' was my official high school

I wiped them on my stockings and looked up at the

from before, whose name

to

my anxiety was back

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

for me to go

I knocked

deep voice rang in my

Help me, God.

doors open and took a discreet step inside the

could feel his

peripheral vision, he was

lifted my gaze up, only to lock my eyes with his

had a sharp jawline and light stubble that gave

a deep

was

Nothing more than 24.

"Mr.Sinclair’ I finally muttered.

his

a six pack....or maybe an eight pack

I'd be on the floor, passed out in

here to steal anything,’

eyes scanned me for

a

paused, realizing he didn't

"Stewart—Caroline Stewart; I blurted.

He nodded.

"Sit down, Ms.Stewart."

the chairs and watched him across the desk,

maybe his aura, that intimidated

mouth to speak and hoped that

me that

to make sure

was watching me discreetly, then nodded for me

disturbance, I heard that I

when your assistant Penny left me

other's.’ Recognition flashed across his features and a slight frown formed on his

room.That's when Penny thought I was a thief and started running down the stairs, twisted her

seemed to be processing this and probably looking for the hint