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?"

asked innocently, like he knew

needed? I

"I can't keep them."

would cost me a

"Don't you like chocolates?"

raised a brow with a frown on his lips, almost as if

do.Of course

sugar rush

He smirked.

shut my

for

ask you again.How do you feel about

work all day,’ I

"Okay."

a while and then an idea seemed to have popped

think about a trip to

Andrews? Nick A day ago Trent

Again.

some reason, one of my most loyal employees was

with Caroline? The way he was so brazenly talking to her and making her laugh right outside my office,

wanted to do was tell her that I wasn't mad at

She looked so scared.

to the mini fridge in the corner of my office and pulled out a

then, my phone

It was Dad.

"Hey, Dad."

"Nick, where are you?"

"I'm at work.Why?"

you to

everything okay?"

He sighed.

sister has planned an outing with

"So?"

"At night.In a club.’’

And

I shook my head.

make me kick your

out

you want me to

after her.Don't make your presence known to her, just keep a close

me to become

joking here.’’

think you should let her

how those clubs are.Filled with douchebags like you.The last thing I want is some horny

’ "Ouch."

narrowed my eyes for

think I'm going after

I'll literally kick your ass through

to see you

my office opened and I turned around

barged inside, advancing straight in

said while sprinting behind my

cheating.You said through

keep forgetting that I'm just a

He smirked.

I'm sorry.Okay?

"Good."

He smiled.

My dad is one scary

help but shiver

defeat me easily with his expert

given me this absolutely swoon-worthy body and amazing

I'd never lacked strength.

that I'd never even give him a chance

I could defeat anyone

time is she

I asked.

the

"Okay, fine,’’ I sighed.

go home today.Meet

her

 "No, you

thought for a

her out for

smile formed on his

couldn't help but

as this rock who could only melt for my

never seen two people more in love and I never understood how they did

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