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.

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

Stewart.Mr.Andrews has sent me

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

me to follow her towards

I should ask her about

laugh in

guiding me, maybe I wouldn't need

elevators opened and we started walking

a corner and a long flight of stairs going downwards

phone rang and she gave

"Please go ahead, Caroline."

"Okay."

climbed down the stairs to come

and

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

Taking in a deep breath,

Mr.Wilson's office.

a swipe card

an important

it was left

the door open and walked

computer

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

"Hey!"

a loud shout from behind

Penny at the

"Thief!" she suddenly shouted.

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

God,’ I

I stooped down next to

"Are you okay, Penny?"

and before I could pull my

"Step away from her.Now!"

myself stepping away as he dangerously advanced in our direction and bent down to pick up

guy came up to us and

her

care of her'? And what did I even do? Thankfully, ‘take care

I was here to steal

me? I looked down at my hand

as I pulled my hand off the

wished I was only sweating because I was

that ‘Sweaty Palms' was my

them on my stockings and looked up at the

the guy from before, whose name I learnt was

to see

my anxiety was back

him out of the waiting room, down the corridor and towards the double doors

me to go

breath, I

a deep voice rang

Help me, God.

step inside the room, keeping my gaze fixed on

could feel his eyes

judge out of my peripheral vision, he was a fairly tall

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

jawline and light stubble that gave him a

was a deep

was so

Nothing more than 24.

"Mr.Sinclair’ I finally muttered.

crossed his arms over his chest, flexing in

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

smack me, I'd be on the floor,

here to steal anything,’ I

me for a

have a

realizing he didn't

"Stewart—Caroline Stewart; I blurted.

He nodded.

"Sit down, Ms.Stewart."

seated myself on one of the chairs and watched him across the desk, sitting on his huge

something about him, maybe his aura, that intimidated me and

mouth to speak

a call from Mr.Andrews telling me that

make sure

discreetly, then nodded for me

heard that I

your assistant Penny left

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

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

and probably looking for the hint