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.

but 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

now.Caroline's been

"Caroline's here?"

"Yeah: "Then don't bother.

found some company.’ Whose company? Frowning, I turned

back to the office’ Blake followed me out of his office and I looked around for Caroline but couldn't

is she? I pulled my phone out and dialled her

end of the corridor opened and she stepped

they

that?" I

"That's Liam Steinfeld"

fuck am I supposed to know who Liam Steinfeld

what's gotten into you? He's an intern

and Caroline started together: "Are they from the same

take

at him and laughed richly

never be like

always so composed and discreet whenever

me and the smile faded, her facing

suddenly felt a pang in

"Mr.Andrews."

little

and

of the corner of my eye, I saw

him? "Mr.Sinclair’ he greeted me with

but then my professionalism

"Liam,' Blake started.

a few more classes this

"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 quickly

group study session,’ Blake suggested,

I was relieved.

was going to

Rebekah better be there! "We're leaving" I snapped, turning to Caroline

muttered to Blake

echoed in the hallway and I resisted the urge to turn around and

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

I could ask her.

it was her personal life and I was in

Suck it up, Sinclair.

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

"Mr.Sinclair."

was small, almost like she

"Yes, Caroline?"

"Did I..."

with her

"Did I do something?"

frowned at

you talked to

dying to know what you had

looked up and I realized that

and was drawing me to herself in that exact

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

lashes hovering over her cheekbones and

She smelled so heavenly.

it was driving me

just need

then I'll be over

as if she heard me, her

a moment, I was

it when she looked me straight in the

realization dawned

my gaze to the buttons on the elevator wall beside

the button lit up

button! Then, there was

alright

the urge

mistake" I

"Okay."

basement parking lot and the elevators

an excuse while stepping out of the elevators, not

a glance at her and saw the ghost of

found my eyes on her, she looked up and tried

escaped

help

laughing at

"Um, no."

She shook her head.

that composed demeanour

smile more

my Bugatti Veyron and I started driving

of the alarm...or if she

was silent and once we reached the office,

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

could rain any

drive