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

I smiled.

He raised a brow.

I blinked.

"I mean with you"

one side to him

should get going now.Caroline's been waiting,’ I

"Caroline's here?"

"Yeah: "Then don't bother.

Whose company? Frowning, I turned to the

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

hell is she? I pulled my phone out and dialled her

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

her age and they seemed to

I asked

"That's Liam Steinfeld"

who

what's gotten into you? He's an

Caroline started together: "Are they from the same

I couldn't take my eyes off

smiled at him and

like that

was always so composed and discreet whenever she was

the smile faded, her facing sobering up

suddenly felt a

"Mr.Andrews."

a little smile to

and she turned to

corner of my eye, I

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

considered flipping him off but then my professionalism

"Liam,' Blake started.

will be skipping a few more classes

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

Study night.

time to find him cutting a glance at

a group study session,’ Blake suggested, and I could almost hear

I was relieved.

going

be there! "We're leaving" I snapped, turning to Caroline whose lips

muttered to Blake and

urge to turn around and demand what that Liam meant to her but

business...or was it? She was

I could ask her.

life and I was in no position to ask

Suck it up, Sinclair.

the hell did I care so much? I stepped inside the elevators and once they closed, I could

"Mr.Sinclair."

small, almost like

"Yes, Caroline?"

"Did I..."

with her

"Did I do something?"

at

Except you talked to that

dying to know what you had

realized that I was

was so beautiful and was drawing me to herself in

found myself taking a step in her direction, closing in on her against the

hovering

She smelled so heavenly.

it was

need

then I'll be

heard me, her brown eyes

a moment, I

looked me straight in the

dawned on

gaze to the buttons on the elevator wall beside her

and the button

emergency button! Then, there was a

alright in

resisted the urge

I spoke into

"Okay."

reached the basement parking lot and

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

her and saw the ghost of a smile playing

she looked up and tried to sober her expression like before

escaped

help but

you laughing

"Um, no."

She shook her head.

that composed demeanour was

smile

Bugatti Veyron and I started driving back to

the alarm...or if she knew

silent and once we reached the office, she headed straight for her

p.m., she left, and the moment she was out of my office I turned to the glass window and

could rain any

should drive her