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

I smiled.

He raised a brow.

I blinked.

"I mean with you"

one

should get going now.Caroline's been waiting,’ I

"Caroline's here?"

"Yeah: "Then don't bother.

some company.’ Whose company? Frowning, I

me out of his office

hell is she? I pulled

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

about her age and they seemed to be

that?" I asked

"That's Liam Steinfeld"

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

you? He's an intern

together: "Are they from the

couldn't take my

her eyes gleamed when she smiled at him and

never be like

and discreet

fell on me and the smile faded, her facing sobering up as

a

"Mr.Andrews."

little smile to

Blake greeted back and

of the corner of my eye, I saw recognition flash across the

she been talking about me with him? "Mr.Sinclair’

off but then my professionalism took over and

"Liam,' Blake started.

be skipping a

catching up.’ "Of course, Mr.Andrews.We've been planning a

Study night.

to him just in time to find him

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

I was relieved.

was going to

turning to Caroline whose lips were pressed into a thin,

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

hallway and I resisted the urge to turn around

of my business...or was

I could ask her.

and I was in no position to ask her

Suck it up, Sinclair.

care so much? I stepped inside the elevators and once they closed, I could hear her soft breathing cut through the

"Mr.Sinclair."

voice was small, almost like

"Yes, Caroline?"

"Did I..."

fidgeted with

"Did I do something?"

at

you didn't’ Except you talked to

know what you had

up and I realized that I was staring at her flushed

was so beautiful and was drawing me to herself in that

found myself taking a step in her direction, closing in on her

soft lashes hovering over her cheekbones and she looked

She smelled so heavenly.

it was

just need

I'll be over

if she heard me, her brown eyes opened and locked

a moment, I

it when she looked

dawned on

quickly averted my gaze to the buttons on the

button lit up

emergency button! Then, there was a voice over the

alright in

the urge

a mistake" I spoke

"Okay."

parking lot and

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

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

her, she looked up and tried to sober her

laugh escaped

help

you laughing at

"Um, no."

She shook her head.

demeanour was

smile

into my Bugatti Veyron and I started driving

because of the alarm...or if she knew

ride was silent and once we reached the office, she headed straight for her office and I went to

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

rain

should drive