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

I smiled.

He raised a brow.

I blinked.

"I mean with you"

the chocolate into half, I gave one side to him

get going now.Caroline's been waiting,’

"Caroline's here?"

"Yeah: "Then don't bother.

found some company.’ Whose company? Frowning,

back to the office’ Blake followed me out of

is she? I pulled my phone out and dialled her

at the end of the corridor opened and

they seemed to be

I asked

"That's Liam Steinfeld"

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

into you?

"Are they

take my eyes off

gleamed when she smiled at him and laughed richly at something

be like that around

always so composed and discreet whenever she was

smile faded, her facing sobering up

a

"Mr.Andrews."

a little smile to

greeted back and she turned to

of the corner of my eye, I saw

him? "Mr.Sinclair’ he

considered flipping him off but then my professionalism

"Liam,' Blake started.

a few

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

Study night.

just in time to find him cutting a glance at me before he quickly

sure you include Rebekah.She's in dire need of a group study session,’ Blake suggested, and I could

I was relieved.

was going to be

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

I muttered to Blake

urge to turn around and demand what that Liam meant to her

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

I could ask her.

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

Suck it up, Sinclair.

stepped inside the elevators and once they closed, I could hear her soft

"Mr.Sinclair."

small, almost

"Yes, Caroline?"

"Did I..."

fidgeted with

"Did I do something?"

frowned at

talked to

know what you had

up and I realized that I was staring at

was drawing me to herself in that

in her direction,

shut, her soft lashes hovering over her cheekbones and she

She smelled so heavenly.

it was

just need

then I'll be over

if she heard me, her brown eyes opened

a moment, I

looked

dawned on

averted my gaze to the buttons on the elevator wall beside

loud siren wailed and the button lit up with

there was a

everything alright

urge to

I spoke into

"Okay."

basement parking lot

stepping out of

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

she found my eyes on her, she looked up and tried

laugh escaped her

couldn't help

laughing at me,

"Um, no."

She shook her head.

that composed demeanour

should smile more

my Bugatti Veyron and I started driving back to my

because of the alarm...or

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

5 p.m., she left, and the moment she was out of my office I turned to the

could rain any

should drive her