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?"

like he

needed? I

"I can't keep them."

would cost me a

"Don't you like chocolates?"

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

course I

then, I hope you get a sugar rush and end up spilling

He smirked.

shut my eyes in

apologize enough for everything I said

ask

all day,’ I

"Okay."

then an idea seemed to have popped into his

do you think about a trip to

Nick A day ago Trent

Again.

my most loyal employees was annoying the crap out of

was so brazenly talking to her and making her laugh right outside my

saw her face, all I wanted to do was tell her

She looked so scared.

I walked over to the mini fridge in the

my phone

It was Dad.

"Hey, Dad."

"Nick, where are you?"

"I'm at work.Why?"

to

okay?"

He sighed.

has planned an

"So?"

"At night.In a club.’’

 "Jeez! And she told

I shook my head.

make me kick

let out a

you want me

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

trained me to become an undercover

not joking here.’’ I

should let her be.She's

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

’ "Ouch."

eyes for a

going after

don't, I'll literally kick

to see you

opened and I

inside, advancing straight in my

said while sprinting

said through the

forgetting that I'm

He smirked.

sorry.Okay? I'll go” I

"Good."

He smiled.

My dad is one scary

help but shiver remembering our kickboxing

could still defeat me easily with

his training exercises had given me this absolutely

I'd never lacked strength.

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

could defeat

time is

I asked.

at the club

"Okay, fine,’’ I sighed.

today.Meet

see her in

you

for a

taking her out for dinner,

smile formed

help

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

love and I

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