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.

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

Caroline Stewart.Mr.Andrews has sent me to collect

Caroline.I'm Penny Woods,

to follow

kept thinking if I should ask her

probably just laugh in my

seeing as she was guiding me, maybe I wouldn't

and we started walking down

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

phone rang and she

"Please go ahead, Caroline."

"Okay."

the stairs to come across two office

Mr.Wilson and the other

looked back at Penny

breath, I turned to the door which

Mr.Wilson's office.

a swipe card lock right next to

an important

it was left

I pushed the door open

of computer screens

the correct bunch

"Hey!"

heard a loud

room and found Penny at the top of the stairs, watching me in

"Thief!" she suddenly shouted.

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

God,’ I

over in her direction, I stooped down next

"Are you okay, Penny?"

pull my handkerchief out, a guy

"Step away from her.Now!"

away as he dangerously advanced in our

guy came up to us and

take her

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

here to

looked down at my hand resting

a squeaky noise as I pulled

was only sweating because I was

Palms' was my official

stockings and looked up at the

before, whose name I

to see

my anxiety

room, down the corridor and towards the double doors

motioned for me to go

breath, I

voice rang in my

Help me, God.

step inside the room, keeping my gaze fixed on the

could feel his eyes

judge out of my peripheral vision, he was a fairly tall man, muscular, and apparently really mad

my gaze up, only to lock my eyes with his deep blue

face had a sharp jawline and light stubble that gave him a five

hair was a

He was

Nothing more than 24.

"Mr.Sinclair’ I finally muttered.

he crossed his arms over his chest, flexing in the

a six pack....or maybe

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

come here to steal anything,’ I

eyes scanned me for

have a seat,

he

"Stewart—Caroline Stewart; I blurted.

He nodded.

"Sit down, Ms.Stewart."

on one of the chairs and watched him across the

maybe his aura, that intimidated me and left

to speak and hoped that I wouldn't

from Mr.Andrews telling me that I had

paused to make sure that

discreetly, then

I heard that I had to

thought I'd figure it out but when your assistant Penny left

are right across each 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,

be processing this and probably looking for the