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.

raven black hair smiling at me.She was dressed professionally so I assumed that she worked here."I

sent me to

meet you, Caroline.I'm Penny Woods,

me to

kept thinking if I should

just laugh in my

was guiding me, maybe I

opened and we started walking down a

of

she

"Please go ahead, Caroline."

"Okay."

down the stairs to come

and the other

the hell!? I looked back at Penny

did she go? Taking in a deep breath,

Mr.Wilson's office.

had a swipe card lock right

be an important

wondered why it was

I pushed the door

computer screens and

correct bunch of files,

"Hey!"

a loud shout

of the room and found Penny at

"Thief!" she suddenly shouted.

her in confusion as she ran down the stairs but her foot twisted on the middle step and she

God,’ I

in her direction, I stooped down next to

"Are you okay, Penny?"

could pull my

"Step away from her.Now!"

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

us and spoke to the

her to

"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

was here to

I looked down at

a squeaky noise as I pulled my hand off the leather

I was only sweating because

just say that ‘Sweaty Palms'

wiped them on my stockings

before,

to see

my anxiety was back

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

me

I knocked on

in, a deep voice

Help me, God.

the double doors open and took a discreet step

feel his eyes

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

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

sharp jawline and light stubble that gave him a five

hair was a deep brown

He was so

Nothing more than 24.

"Mr.Sinclair’ I finally muttered.

his arms

easily picture a six pack....or maybe

sornehow decided to smack me, I'd be on

here to steal anything,’

me for a

a seat,

paused, realizing he didn't know

"Stewart—Caroline Stewart; I blurted.

He nodded.

"Sit down, Ms.Stewart."

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

something about him, maybe his aura, that intimidated me

to speak

me that I had to collect files from your

to make sure that I had his

watching me discreetly, then nodded

some disturbance, I heard that I had

your assistant Penny left me to take a

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

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

this and probably looking for the hint of a