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

wasn't needed? I said

"I can't keep them."

a fortune if

"Don't you like chocolates?"

on his lips, almost as if he would fire me if I said

do.Of course

get a sugar rush

He smirked.

shut my

apologize enough for everything I said

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

work all day,’ I

"Okay."

for a while and then an idea seemed to have popped into

you think about a

Andrews? Nick A day ago Trent was in

Again.

my most loyal employees was annoying the crap out of

and making her laugh right outside my office, when I had specifically told him to send her inside, made me want to punch

face, all I wanted to do was tell her

She looked so scared.

fridge in the corner of my office and pulled out

then, my phone

It was Dad.

"Hey, Dad."

"Nick, where are you?"

"I'm at work.Why?"

to go to

okay?" I

He sighed.

sister has planned an outing with her

"So?"

"At night.In a club.’’

And she

I shook my head.

make me kick

let out a

want

make your presence known to her, just keep a close eye

Dad.Should've trained me to become an undercover

not joking here.’’ I

think you should let her

clubs are.Filled with douchebags like you.The last thing I want is some horny creep taking my

’ "Ouch."

narrowed my eyes

I'm going after that blow to my

I'll literally kick your ass through

to see

my office opened and I turned around in

barged inside, advancing straight in

while sprinting behind my

cheating.You said through

I'm just

He smirked.

sorry.Okay?

"Good."

He smiled.

is one scary

but shiver

defeat me easily with

given me this absolutely swoon-worthy body and

I'd never lacked strength.

give him a

could defeat anyone but

is she

I asked.

p.m.Be at the club

"Okay, fine,’’ I sighed.

home today.Meet your

her in

you won't.She's

for

out

formed

couldn't help

always saw my dad as this rock who could only melt for my

seen two people more in love and I never understood how

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