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

I smiled.

He raised a brow.

I blinked.

"I mean with you"

chocolate into half, I gave one side to him and devoured the

get going now.Caroline's been

"Caroline's here?"

"Yeah: "Then don't bother.

sure she found some company.’ Whose company?

out of his office and I looked around for

I pulled my phone out and

at the end of the corridor opened and she

about her age and they seemed

I

"That's Liam Steinfeld"

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

gotten into you? He's an intern

"Are they from

I couldn't take my eyes off

smiled at him and laughed richly at something stupid he

be like that around

was always so composed and discreet whenever

smile faded, her facing sobering up as she

suddenly felt a

"Mr.Andrews."

little

Blake greeted back and she turned to

eye, I saw recognition flash across the

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

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

"Liam,' Blake started.

be skipping a few more

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

Study night.

Blake said and I turned to him just in time to find him cutting a glance

dire need of a group study session,’ Blake suggested,

I was relieved.

going

snapped, turning to Caroline whose

to Blake and walked towards the elevators with Caroline following behind

echoed in the hallway and I resisted the urge to turn

business...or was it? She was my

I could ask her.

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

Suck it up, Sinclair.

and once they

"Mr.Sinclair."

voice was small, almost

"Yes, Caroline?"

"Did I..."

with her

"Did I do something?"

at

didn't’ Except you talked to that asshole about

to know

looked up and I realized that I was staring at

was drawing me to herself

found myself taking a step in her direction, closing

closed shut, her soft lashes hovering over her cheekbones

She smelled so heavenly.

was driving me

need

I'll be over

me, her brown eyes opened and locked with

a moment, I was knocked

when she looked me straight

realization dawned on

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

and the button lit up with

emergency button! Then, there was a voice over the

alright in

the urge

I

"Okay."

basement parking lot and the

stepping out of the elevators, not being able to look at her after that stunt

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

her, she looked up and tried

escaped her

help but

you laughing at me,

"Um, no."

She shook her head.

that composed demeanour

should smile more

into my Bugatti Veyron and I

smiling because of the alarm...or if she

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

out of my office I turned

could rain

should drive her