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.

I turned around to find a woman with raven black hair smiling at me.She was

Caroline Stewart.Mr.Andrews has sent me to

you, Caroline.I'm Penny Woods,

to follow her towards

if I should ask her

just laugh

guiding me, maybe I

opened and we started walking down a

a corner and a long flight of stairs going downwards were

phone rang and she gave

"Please go ahead, Caroline."

"Okay."

the stairs to come across

said Mr.Wilson and

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

go? Taking in a deep breath, I turned

Mr.Wilson's office.

card lock right next to

an important

it was left

twice, I pushed the door

of computer screens and

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

"Hey!"

a loud shout from

and found Penny at the top of

"Thief!" she suddenly shouted.

ran down the stairs but her foot twisted on the middle step and

my God,’

her direction, I stooped

"Are you okay, Penny?"

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

"Step away from her.Now!"

talking to me? I found myself stepping away as he dangerously advanced

guy came up to us and spoke

her

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

here to steal

looked down at

sweaty palms made a squeaky noise as

only sweating

let's just say that ‘Sweaty Palms' was

I wiped them on my stockings

door opened and the guy from before, whose name I learnt was

wants to see

my anxiety

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

motioned for me to

breath, I

in, a deep voice rang in

Help me, God.

took a discreet step inside the room, keeping my gaze

feel his

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

to lock my eyes with his deep

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

hair was a deep brown

was

Nothing more than 24.

"Mr.Sinclair’ I finally muttered.

and he crossed his arms over his chest, flexing in

six pack....or maybe an

me, I'd be on the floor, passed out in a

come here to

scanned me for a

have a seat,

paused, realizing he didn't

"Stewart—Caroline Stewart; I blurted.

He nodded.

"Sit down, Ms.Stewart."

the chairs and watched him across the desk, sitting

his aura,

my mouth to speak

me that I had to collect files from

make sure

watching me discreetly, then nodded

of some disturbance, I heard that I

figure it out but when your assistant Penny left me to take a phone call, I

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

door ajar, I went inside the room.That's when Penny thought I was a thief and started

to be processing this and probably