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"

I gave one side to him and devoured the

now.Caroline's been waiting,’ I

"Caroline's here?"

"Yeah: "Then don't bother.

Whose company? Frowning,

followed me out of his office and I looked around

is she? I pulled my phone out

opened and she

about her age and they seemed to

that?" I

"That's Liam Steinfeld"

who Liam Steinfeld is? Could you be more

what's gotten into you? He's an intern

started together: "Are they from

I couldn't take my

gleamed when she smiled at him and laughed richly at something stupid

like that around

so composed and discreet whenever she

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

suddenly felt a pang

"Mr.Andrews."

a little smile to

back and

my eye, I saw recognition

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

but then my professionalism took over and

"Liam,' Blake started.

be skipping a few more

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

Study night.

him just in time to find him cutting a glance at

a group study session,’ Blake suggested, and I could almost hear

I was relieved.

going to

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

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

the hallway and I resisted the urge to turn around and demand

my business...or was it?

I could ask her.

and I was in

Suck it up, Sinclair.

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

"Mr.Sinclair."

almost like she was

"Yes, Caroline?"

"Did I..."

fidgeted with

"Did I do something?"

at

talked to

to know

looked up and I realized that I

was so beautiful and was drawing me to herself in that

taking a step in her direction, closing

soft lashes hovering over her cheekbones and she

She smelled so heavenly.

it was

need one

then I'll be over

she heard me, her brown eyes opened and

I

it when she looked me

dawned

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

siren wailed and the button lit

Then, there was a voice

alright

urge

I spoke into

"Okay."

reached the basement parking

as an excuse while stepping out of the elevators, not

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

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

escaped her

couldn't help but

laughing

"Um, no."

She shook her head.

that composed demeanour was

should smile

my Bugatti Veyron and I started driving back

she was smiling because of the alarm...or if she

and once we reached the office, she headed straight for

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

rain any

drive