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

I smiled.

He raised a brow.

I blinked.

"I mean with you"

chocolate into half, I gave one

now.Caroline's been waiting,’ I

"Caroline's here?"

"Yeah: "Then don't bother.

some company.’ Whose company? Frowning, I

followed me out of his

pulled my

the end of the corridor opened and she stepped out along with

her age and they

I asked

"That's Liam Steinfeld"

who

into you? He's an intern

together: "Are they from the same

couldn't take

way her eyes gleamed when she smiled at him and laughed richly at

be like that around

and discreet

fell on me and the smile faded, her facing sobering

felt a pang in

"Mr.Andrews."

gave a little

Blake greeted back and she

the corner of my eye, I saw

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

but then my professionalism took over and I nodded

"Liam,' Blake started.

be skipping a few more classes

course,

Study night.

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

session,’ Blake suggested, and I could almost

I was relieved.

going

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

me?"See you,’ I muttered to Blake and walked towards the elevators with Caroline following

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

was none of my business...or

I could ask her.

no, it was her personal life and I was in no position to ask her anything about

Suck it up, Sinclair.

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

"Mr.Sinclair."

was small, almost like

"Yes, Caroline?"

"Did I..."

with her

"Did I do something?"

at her nervous

you didn't’ Except you talked to that asshole

I'm dying to know what

and I realized that I was staring at her

was so beautiful and was drawing me to herself

a step in her direction,

closed shut, her soft lashes hovering over her cheekbones and she

She smelled so heavenly.

was driving

need one

then I'll be over

she heard me, her brown eyes opened and locked with

moment, I

she looked me straight in

dawned on

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

siren wailed and the button lit up with

Then, there was

everything alright in elevator

resisted the urge to

mistake" I spoke into the

"Okay."

reached the basement parking lot

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

I did cut a glance at her and saw the ghost of a smile

she looked up and tried to

escaped her

couldn't help but

you laughing

"Um, no."

She shook her head.

that composed demeanour

should smile

my Bugatti Veyron and

she was smiling because of the alarm...or if she

reached the office,

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

rain any

should drive