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 into sharing my

I smiled.

He raised a brow.

I blinked.

"I mean with you"

into half, I gave one side to him and

now.Caroline's been

"Caroline's here?"

"Yeah: "Then don't bother.

found some company.’ Whose company? Frowning, I

think we should get back to the office’ Blake followed me out

the hell is she? I pulled my

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

and they seemed to

I

"That's Liam Steinfeld"

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

what's gotten into you? He's an

"Are they from the same

take my

when she smiled at him

never be like that around

so composed and discreet

and the smile faded, her facing sobering up

suddenly felt a pang

"Mr.Andrews."

little smile

greeted back and she

my eye, I saw recognition flash across the guy's

him? "Mr.Sinclair’ he greeted me with

him off but then my

"Liam,' Blake started.

skipping a few

"Of course,

Study night.

just in time to find him cutting a

session,’ Blake suggested, and I could almost hear the smirk in his tone but I couldn't

I was relieved.

was going to be

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

don't you ever smile at me?"See you,’ I muttered to Blake and walked

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

none of my business...or was it? She was my

I could ask her.

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

Suck it up, Sinclair.

the elevators and once they closed, I could hear her soft breathing cut through the thick

"Mr.Sinclair."

almost

"Yes, Caroline?"

"Did I..."

fidgeted with

"Did I do something?"

at

you talked to that

now I'm dying to know what you had to

I realized that I

was so beautiful and was drawing me to herself in that

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

soft lashes hovering over her cheekbones and she looked

She smelled so heavenly.

was

need

I'll be over

if she heard me, her brown eyes opened

a moment, I was

it when she looked me straight in the

dawned on

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

wailed and the button lit up with an

was a voice over

alright

the urge

I spoke

"Okay."

the basement parking

of the elevators, not

cut a glance at her and saw the ghost of a

on her, she looked up

laugh escaped her

help but

laughing at me,

"Um, no."

She shook her head.

demeanour was

smile

Bugatti Veyron and I started driving back

of the alarm...or if

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

of my office I turned to the

could rain any

drive