Billionaire Nick

Nick

"So you're alive,’' I snapped the moment I barged inside Blake's office.

His eyes were fixed on his laptop screen and the moment he looked up, a look of surprise fell on his face, followed by a roll of his eyes and then a sigh.

"l imagined you lying in a hospital bed, since that's the only reason you wouldn't be answering my texts or calls, right?"

I asked.

"What do you want, Nick?"

he said wryly.

"Nothing"

I shook my head.

"In fact, I come bearing gifts."

Walking up to his desk, I held up a giant chocolate bar in front of him.

"You know I'm not a fan of chocolates."

His eyes narrowed for a moment.

"Yeah.Which is why I brought it."

I opened the wrapper and took a large bite, suppressing a laugh when Blake scowled at me.

"So you came here all the way from your office just to eat a chocolate bar?"

"No, of course not."

I shook my head.

"I came here to make sure you still know how to use your phone so you can reply to people: He sighed.

"I've been busy, Nick"

"Doing what, exactly?"

I raised a brow.

"You know I run a company, right?"

"Yeah, so do I.’ I shrugged.

"What's your point?"

"Well, someone's not taking your staff away so..."

He shrugged.

"Intern" I corrected.

"Yeah."

An intern that still did some important work around here: "No wonder you sent her to pick up a bunch of files."

I raised a brow.

His jaw clenched as he watched me silently for a few moments and I prepared myself to dodge a punch.

"What do you want with her, Nick?" he finally asked.

I blinked.

"Who? Caroline?"

He didn't answer.

"What could I possibly want with her?" I frowned.

"You tell me.Going to the extent of fighting your best bud just to have her work for you? Seems suspicious: "Okay, Detective Andrews,’ I chuckled.

"First, you're just overthinking, and second, I didn't fight you"

"Oh, you didn't?"

"We just had a disagreement, Blake.What are you so mad about?"

He took a deep breath and turned to his laptop again.

"I'm working, Nick: Come on!

"Look,’ I snapped.

"If you've got a problem with me, say it to my face.Or challenge me to a kickboxing match if you really wanna let some steam off.", He raised a brow.

"Relax, I'll let you hit me,’ I muttered.At this he let out frustrated groan, and to my surprise, a laugh.

"But don't ignore me.You know I hate it when someone does that" I said.

"I know" He nodded.

"Which is why I do it" I narrowed my eyes.

"So are you going to eat this chocolate or am I gonna have to finish it off alone?" I asked.

"Like that's going to be a problem for you.’ He smirked.

lately I'm more into sharing my

I smiled.

He raised a brow.

I blinked.

"I mean with you"

the chocolate into half, I gave one side to him and devoured

going now.Caroline's been

"Caroline's here?"

"Yeah: "Then don't bother.

some company.’ Whose company? Frowning,

should get back to the office’ Blake followed me out of his office and I looked

I pulled

then, the elevators at the end of the corridor opened and

and they seemed to

that?" I asked

"That's Liam Steinfeld"

am I supposed to know who Liam Steinfeld

gotten into you? He's

Caroline started together: "Are they from the same

take my eyes off

when she smiled at him and laughed

be like that

so composed and discreet whenever she was

me and the smile faded, her facing

suddenly felt a pang

"Mr.Andrews."

a little

back and

the corner of my eye,

me with him? "Mr.Sinclair’ he

considered flipping him off but then my professionalism took over and I

"Liam,' Blake started.

a few

in catching up.’ "Of course,

Study night.

to him just in time to find him cutting a glance at me before he quickly looked

Blake suggested, and I could almost hear

I was relieved.

was going

Rebekah better be there! "We're leaving" I snapped, turning to Caroline whose lips were pressed into a thin,

I muttered to

echoed in the hallway and I resisted the urge to turn around and demand what that Liam

was none of my business...or was

I could ask her.

was in no

Suck it up, Sinclair.

and once they closed, I could hear her soft breathing cut through the thick

"Mr.Sinclair."

was small, almost

"Yes, Caroline?"

"Did I..."

fidgeted with her

"Did I do something?"

at her nervous

didn't’ Except you talked to that asshole

to know what you had to

that I

so beautiful and was drawing me to herself in that

direction, closing in

her soft lashes hovering over her cheekbones and she looked so

She smelled so heavenly.

was

just need

I'll be over

if she heard me, her brown

a moment, I

she looked me

dawned

was I doing? I quickly averted my gaze to the buttons on the elevator wall beside her and

siren wailed and the button lit up

was

everything alright in

urge to

I

"Okay."

basement parking lot and

button, I stated as an excuse while stepping out of the elevators,

glance at her and saw the ghost of a smile playing on her

eyes on her, she looked up and tried to

escaped

help but

laughing at me,

"Um, no."

She shook her head.

demeanour

should smile

got into my Bugatti Veyron and I started driving

the alarm...or if she knew what

ride was silent and once we reached the office, she headed straight for her office and I went to

the moment she was out of my office I turned to the glass

could rain

should drive her