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

I smiled.

He raised a brow.

I blinked.

"I mean with you"

I gave one side to

get going now.Caroline's

"Caroline's here?"

"Yeah: "Then don't bother.

some company.’ Whose

office’ Blake followed me out of his office and I looked around for

pulled my phone out and dialled

corridor opened and she stepped out along with a fairly tall

looked about her age and they seemed to be

that?" I

"That's Liam Steinfeld"

supposed to know who

what's gotten into you?

started together: "Are they from

I couldn't take

when she smiled at him and laughed

like that

and

the smile faded, her facing sobering up as she

felt a pang in

"Mr.Andrews."

a little

and

Out of the corner of my eye, I saw recognition flash across the

talking about me with him? "Mr.Sinclair’ he greeted me

then my professionalism took

"Liam,' Blake started.

skipping a

in catching up.’ "Of course, Mr.Andrews.We've been

Study night.

and I turned to him just in time to find him cutting a glance at me before he

of a group study session,’ Blake suggested, and I could almost hear the smirk in his tone but I couldn't

I was relieved.

was going

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

you ever smile at me?"See you,’ I muttered to Blake

hallway and I resisted the urge to turn around

was none of my business...or was it? She was my

I could ask her.

personal life and I was in

Suck it up, Sinclair.

stepped inside the elevators 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?"

frowned at

Except you talked to

know what

that I was staring

and was drawing

in her direction,

lashes hovering over her cheekbones and she looked

She smelled so heavenly.

it was driving

need one

I'll be over

as if she heard me, her brown eyes opened and locked with

moment, I was knocked

liked it when she looked me straight in

dawned

hell was I doing? I quickly averted my gaze to the buttons on the elevator

loud siren wailed and the button lit up

emergency button! Then, there was a voice over the

everything alright in

urge to punch

was a mistake" I spoke into

"Okay."

the basement parking lot and the elevators

been curious about that button, I stated as an excuse while stepping out of the elevators,

did cut a glance at her and saw

my eyes on her, she looked up and tried to sober her expression like before but

escaped her

couldn't help

laughing at

"Um, no."

She shook her head.

demeanour

smile

got into my Bugatti Veyron and I started driving

of the alarm...or if she

the office,

my office I turned to the glass window and frowned

rain any

drive