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.

hair smiling at me.She was dressed professionally so I

has sent me to

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

motioned for me to follow

kept thinking if I should ask her

laugh in my

guiding me, maybe I

opened and we started walking down a

flight of stairs going downwards were in

rang and she gave me an

"Please go ahead, Caroline."

"Okay."

smiled and climbed down the stairs to come across two office

and the other

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

a deep breath, I

Mr.Wilson's office.

had a swipe card lock right

an important

why it was left

pushed the door

of computer screens

to fish out the correct bunch of files, now am I?

"Hey!"

heard a loud shout from

found Penny at the top of the stairs, watching

"Thief!" she suddenly shouted.

twisted on the middle step and she tumbled

my God,’

direction, I stooped

"Are you okay, Penny?"

was bleeding and before I could pull my handkerchief out,

"Step away from her.Now!"

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

to us and spoke to the

take her to the

started beating loudly in my chest.What did he mean by, ‘I'll take care of her'? And what did I even

I was here to steal something

looked down at

noise as I

wished I was only sweating because I was

‘Sweaty Palms' was

them on my stockings and looked

door opened and the guy from before, whose name

wants to

my anxiety

the waiting room, down

motioned for me to go

out a breath, I knocked on

a deep voice

Help me, God.

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

his

was a

my gaze up, only to lock my eyes with his

face had a sharp jawline and light

a deep brown

He was

Nothing more than 24.

"Mr.Sinclair’ I finally muttered.

crossed his arms over his chest, flexing in the

could easily picture a six pack....or maybe an eight pack

smack me, I'd be

to steal anything,’

scanned me for

a seat,

he

"Stewart—Caroline Stewart; I blurted.

He nodded.

"Sit down, Ms.Stewart."

watched him across the desk, sitting on his

aura, that intimidated

somehow opened my mouth to speak and hoped that

Mr.Andrews telling me that I had to

to make sure that I had

then nodded

I heard that I

assistant Penny left me

are right across each other's.’ Recognition flashed across his features and a

the 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