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"

gave one

should get going now.Caroline's

"Caroline's here?"

"Yeah: "Then don't bother.

company.’ Whose company? Frowning, I

to the office’ Blake followed me out of his office and I looked

pulled my phone out and dialled

the corridor opened and she stepped

they seemed to be comfortable with

I asked

"That's Liam Steinfeld"

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

into you? He's an intern

together: "Are

I couldn't take my eyes

when she smiled at him and laughed

be like that

so composed and discreet

her facing sobering

a pang in my

"Mr.Andrews."

little

Blake greeted back and she turned to

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

with him? "Mr.Sinclair’ he greeted

flipping him off but then my professionalism took

"Liam,' Blake started.

will be skipping a few

course, Mr.Andrews.We've been planning a study

Study night.

said and I turned to him just in time to find him cutting a glance at me before

need of a group study session,’ Blake suggested, and I could

I was relieved.

was going to

"We're leaving" I snapped, turning to Caroline whose lips

you,’ I muttered to Blake and walked towards the elevators with

in the hallway and I resisted the urge to turn around and demand what that

business...or was it? She was my

I could ask her.

no, it was her personal life and I was

Suck it up, Sinclair.

so much? I stepped inside the elevators and once they closed, I

"Mr.Sinclair."

voice was small, almost like she

"Yes, Caroline?"

"Did I..."

with her

"Did I do something?"

at

you didn't’ Except you talked to

know what you had

looked up and I realized that

so beautiful and was drawing me to herself in

her direction, closing

shut, her soft lashes hovering

She smelled so heavenly.

was

need one

I'll be

she heard me, her

I was

liked it when she looked

realization dawned

to the

wailed and the button lit up with an ominous red

button! Then, there was a voice over the

everything alright in elevator

resisted the urge to

mistake" I spoke into

"Okay."

reached the basement parking lot and the

excuse while stepping out of the elevators, not being able to look at her

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

on her, she looked up and tried to

laugh escaped her

help but

you laughing at

"Um, no."

She shook her head.

that composed demeanour was

should smile more

Veyron and I started driving back

because of the alarm...or if she

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

left, and the moment she was out of my office I turned

rain

should drive her