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.

I'm more into sharing my

I smiled.

He raised a brow.

I blinked.

"I mean with you"

chocolate into half, I gave one side to him and

now.Caroline's

"Caroline's here?"

"Yeah: "Then don't bother.

company.’ Whose company? Frowning, I turned

out of his office and

she? I pulled my phone out and dialled her

the end of the corridor opened and she stepped out along with a fairly tall

age and they seemed to

I

"That's Liam Steinfeld"

supposed to know who Liam Steinfeld is?

into you?

"Are they

I couldn't take

gleamed when she smiled at him and laughed richly at something stupid he

like

and discreet

the smile faded, her facing sobering

suddenly felt a pang

"Mr.Andrews."

little smile

and she

of my eye, I saw recognition flash across the guy's

me with him?

him off but then my professionalism

"Liam,' Blake started.

will be skipping a

course, Mr.Andrews.We've been planning a study night at her dorm

Study night.

I turned to him just in time to find him cutting

sure you include Rebekah.She's in dire need of a group study session,’ Blake suggested, and I could almost hear the smirk

I was relieved.

was going

"We're leaving" I snapped, turning to Caroline whose

to Blake and walked towards the elevators with Caroline

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

of my business...or was it? She was

I could ask her.

life and I was in no position to ask

Suck it up, Sinclair.

I care so much? I stepped inside the elevators and once they closed, I could hear her soft breathing cut through the

"Mr.Sinclair."

voice was small, almost like she

"Yes, Caroline?"

"Did I..."

fidgeted with

"Did I do something?"

at her

you talked to

dying to know

I realized that I

was drawing me to herself

taking a step in her direction, closing in on her against the elevator

her soft lashes hovering over her cheekbones and she

She smelled so heavenly.

was driving me

just need one

I'll be

her brown eyes opened and

I was

liked it when she looked

dawned

doing? I quickly averted my gaze to the buttons

siren wailed and the button lit up with an

there was

alright in

resisted the urge to

mistake" I spoke into

"Okay."

reached the basement parking lot and the

out of the elevators, not being able to look at her

did cut a glance at her and saw the ghost

looked up and tried to sober her expression like before but

escaped

help

laughing

"Um, no."

She shook her head.

demeanour was back

should smile

Bugatti Veyron and I started driving back to my

of the

the office, she headed straight

left, and the moment she was out of my office I turned to

could rain

drive