Billionaire Nick

Chapter 4.2: Harsh And Sweet

He raised a brow.

"Yeah? Your employer? The guy who showed up while we were talking—"

"I - I Know who Mr. Sinclair is, Trent.’ I sighed.

"Okay."

He nodded.

"Then you better hurry up.

He doesn't like to wait: Oh God! How could I face him after all those things I'd said to him last night? Trent cleared his throat.

"Caroline? Are you okay?"

"Yeah."

I nodded and without another thought, left the office and stood at his door debating if I should knock or not.Déja vu! 

You got this, Care.

I lifted my hand and knocked on the door.

He told me to come in and I slowly opened the door, resisting the urge to peek my head in before running away.

His eyes lifted up from his laptop and I felt a shiver run down my spine.

"Mr.Sinclair"

I managed to keep my voice from wavering.

Then, as unexpected as it was, a smile formed on his lips and it somehow soothed my nerves.

"Good morning, Caroline.’ "Good morning, Mr.Sinclair."

"Sleep well?"he asked.

"Uh-I..."

His question caught me off guard but I nodded anyway.

"How is the hangover?"

His index finger rubbed his chin.

My mouth opened slightly.

"I-I...You were there last night,’ I breathed out.

"Yes, I was,’ he smirked.

"I'm sorry,’ I muttered.

"I didn't mean all that"

"That's okay.Nothing I haven't heard before.’’ I can bet on the sweat part.

I was suddenly reminded of something he'd said.

I find it pretty hot that I made you sweat like that.

Oh my God! He said that to me.

"So, Caroline, are you feeling like working today or would I be too bossy if I gave you some work?"

He was trying to suppress a laugh.

I could actually cry right there.

"Mr.Sinclair, I-"

"Nick,’ he cut me off.

"What?"

I blinked in confusion.

"You can Call me Nick.’’ I can? "Oh, okay...Nick."

Why was I so awkward with my employers’ first names? I wasn't even used to calling Mr.

Andrews Blake yet.

"And ‘' I spoke to have his attention but his eyes had never left me, "I Saw something unusual on my desk a while ago."

"Oh, did you?"

innocently, like he

needed?

"I can't keep them."

chocolates would cost me a

"Don't you like chocolates?"

a brow with a frown on his lips, almost as if he would fire

course

I hope you get a sugar rush and end up spilling more

He smirked.

my eyes

enough for everything I said

me off, "let me ask you again.How do you feel about

work all day,’

"Okay."

while and then an idea seemed to have popped

you think about a

day ago Trent

Again.

most loyal employees was annoying the crap out

talking to her and making her laugh right outside my office,

I saw her face, all I wanted to do was tell her that I wasn't mad at

She looked so scared.

the mini fridge in the corner of my

then, my

It was Dad.

"Hey, Dad."

"Nick, where are you?"

"I'm at work.Why?"

to go to

okay?" I

He sighed.

an outing

"So?"

"At night.In a club.’’

And she told

I shook my head.

me

out

want me to

just keep a

to become an undercover

joking

let her

I'm smarter, Nick.I know how those clubs are.Filled with douchebags like you.The last thing I want is some horny creep taking my

’ "Ouch."

narrowed my eyes for a

still think I'm going after that blow to my

literally kick your

to see

opened and I turned

advancing straight

while sprinting behind my

said through

keep forgetting that I'm just a

He smirked.

sorry, I'm sorry.Okay? I'll go” I

"Good."

He smiled.

is

help but shiver

still defeat me easily with his

had given me this absolutely swoon-worthy body and amazing

I'd never lacked strength.

complain that I'd never even give him a chance to

could defeat anyone but

is she

I asked.

at the

"Okay, fine,’’ I sighed.

home today.Meet your

her in the

you

for a

out for dinner,

smile formed on

help but

dad as this rock who could only melt

love and I never understood how they did

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