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.

find a woman with raven black hair smiling at me.She was dressed professionally so I assumed

Stewart.Mr.Andrews has sent me

Caroline.I'm Penny

me to follow

I should

probably just laugh in

guiding me, maybe

we started walking

corner and a long flight of stairs going downwards

phone rang and she gave me an apologetic

"Please go ahead, Caroline."

"Okay."

down the stairs to come across two office

and the other

at Penny for help but she wasn't

breath, I turned to the door which

Mr.Wilson's office.

swipe card

an important

it was

pushed the door open and

computer screens and

out the correct bunch of files,

"Hey!"

loud shout from

walked out of the room and found Penny at the top of the

"Thief!" she suddenly shouted.

foot twisted on the

God,’ I

direction, I stooped down next to

"Are you okay, Penny?"

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

"Step away from her.Now!"

away as he dangerously advanced in our

guy came up to us and

take her to

then he looked 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

I was here to

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

as I pulled my hand off the

wished I was only sweating because I

that ‘Sweaty Palms' was my official

on my stockings and looked

door opened and the guy from before, whose

to

anxiety was

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

for me

breath, I knocked on the

deep voice rang in

Help me, God.

took a discreet step inside the room, keeping my gaze fixed on the

could feel his

what I could judge out of my peripheral vision, he was a fairly tall man, muscular,

gaze up, only to lock my eyes with his

and light stubble that gave him a five o'clock

a deep brown

was so

Nothing more than 24.

"Mr.Sinclair’ I finally muttered.

he crossed his arms over

six pack....or maybe

be

come here to

me for

have a

realizing he

"Stewart—Caroline Stewart; I blurted.

He nodded.

"Sit down, Ms.Stewart."

and watched him across the desk, sitting on his huge leather

maybe his aura, that intimidated me and left

somehow opened my mouth to speak and hoped that I wouldn't

got a call from Mr.Andrews telling me that I

make sure that

then nodded for me

of some disturbance, I heard that I had

out but when your assistant Penny left me to take

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

the room.That's when Penny thought I was a thief

to be processing this and probably looking for the