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.

know, but lately I'm more into sharing

I smiled.

He raised a brow.

I blinked.

"I mean with you"

half, I gave one side to

should get going now.Caroline's

"Caroline's here?"

"Yeah: "Then don't bother.

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

me out of his office and I looked around for Caroline but

she? I pulled

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

and they seemed to be comfortable with

I asked

"That's Liam Steinfeld"

am I supposed to know who Liam Steinfeld is? Could you

you? He's an

together: "Are

couldn't take my

at him and laughed richly at something

like that

always so composed and

me and the smile faded, her facing sobering up as

a pang in

"Mr.Andrews."

little

Blake greeted back and

eye, I saw recognition flash

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

considered flipping him off but then my professionalism took over and I

"Liam,' Blake started.

will be skipping a few more classes

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

Study night.

to him just in time to find him cutting a glance at me before he quickly

dire need of a group study session,’ Blake suggested, and I could almost hear the smirk

I was relieved.

was going to be

I snapped, turning to Caroline whose lips were pressed

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

resisted the urge to turn around and demand

of my business...or

I could ask her.

I was

Suck it up, Sinclair.

the hell did I care so much? I stepped inside the elevators and once

"Mr.Sinclair."

almost

"Yes, Caroline?"

"Did I..."

with her

"Did I do something?"

at

Except you talked to that asshole about

to know

I realized that I was staring at

was so beautiful and was drawing me to herself in that exact

her direction, closing in on her against the

lashes hovering over her cheekbones and

She smelled so heavenly.

it was

just need one

I'll be

heard me, her brown eyes opened and locked

a moment, I was knocked

when she looked me straight in

dawned

averted my gaze to the buttons on the elevator wall beside her and pressed

wailed and the button

there was a

alright

the urge to punch

was a mistake" I spoke

"Okay."

reached the basement parking

as an excuse while stepping out of the elevators, not being able to look at

a glance at her and saw the ghost of a smile playing on her

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

laugh escaped

help

laughing

"Um, no."

She shook her head.

composed demeanour was back

should smile

into my Bugatti Veyron and I started driving back to

smiling because of the alarm...or if she knew what I had in

the office, she headed straight for her office and I went

and the moment she was out of my

rain any

should drive