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 sharing my

I smiled.

He raised a brow.

I blinked.

"I mean with you"

the chocolate into half, I gave one

going now.Caroline's been waiting,’

"Caroline's here?"

"Yeah: "Then don't bother.

sure she found some company.’ Whose

to the office’ Blake followed me out of his office

she? I pulled my phone out

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

they seemed to be comfortable with each

I asked

"That's Liam Steinfeld"

to know who Liam Steinfeld is?

you? He's

Caroline started together: "Are they

couldn't take my eyes

way her eyes gleamed when she smiled at him and

be like that

always so composed and discreet whenever

her facing sobering

suddenly felt a pang in

"Mr.Andrews."

gave a little smile to

Blake greeted back and she

corner of my eye, I saw recognition flash across the

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

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

"Liam,' Blake started.

a few more classes

course, Mr.Andrews.We've been planning a

Study night.

in time to find him cutting a glance at

session,’ Blake suggested, and I could almost hear the smirk

I was relieved.

was going

leaving" I snapped, turning to Caroline

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

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

business...or was it? She

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.

and once they closed, I could hear her soft breathing cut

"Mr.Sinclair."

small, almost

"Yes, Caroline?"

"Did I..."

with her

"Did I do something?"

at

didn't’ Except you talked to that

I'm dying to know what you had

looked up and I realized that I was staring at her flushed

drawing me to herself

direction, closing in on her against the

lashes hovering over her cheekbones and she looked

She smelled so heavenly.

it was driving me

need

then I'll be over

if she heard me, her brown eyes opened

a moment, I was knocked

she looked me

realization dawned on

doing? I quickly averted my gaze to the buttons on the

siren wailed and the button lit up with

there was a voice over

everything alright in

resisted the urge to punch

mistake" I spoke into

"Okay."

reached the basement parking lot and the elevators

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

did cut a glance at her and saw

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

escaped her

help but

you laughing

"Um, no."

She shook her head.

composed demeanour was

smile

my Bugatti Veyron and I started driving back to

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

the office, she

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

rain any

drive her