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

wasn't needed? I

"I can't keep them."

chocolates would cost me a

"Don't you like chocolates?"

his lips, almost as if he would fire me if

do.Of course I

sugar rush and

He smirked.

my

can't apologize enough for

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

work all day,’

"Okay."

a while and then an idea seemed to have popped

you think about a

A day ago Trent

Again.

of my most loyal employees was annoying the crap

talking to her and making her laugh right outside my office, when I had

I wanted to do was tell her that

She looked so scared.

in the corner of my office and

my

It was Dad.

"Hey, Dad."

"Nick, where are you?"

"I'm at work.Why?"

to go

okay?"

He sighed.

has planned an

"So?"

"At night.In a club.’’

 "Jeez! And

I shook my head.

me kick

out

want me

to go after her.Don't make your presence known to her, just keep a close eye on her and the people she meets.Make

trained me to become

joking

you should let her be.She's smart

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

’ "Ouch."

narrowed my eyes for a

still think I'm going after that blow to my

literally kick

see you try, my

opened and I

inside, advancing straight in

said while sprinting

said through the

keep forgetting that I'm just a floor away,

He smirked.

sorry.Okay?

"Good."

He smiled.

My dad is one

help but shiver remembering our kickboxing

could still defeat me easily

least his training exercises had given me this absolutely swoon-worthy body and

I'd never lacked strength.

that I'd never even give him a chance to hit me

I could defeat

is

I asked.

p.m.Be at the club

"Okay, fine,’’ I sighed.

today.Meet

her

you won't.She's

thought for

out

formed

couldn't help

always saw my dad as this rock who could only melt

seen two people more in love and I never

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