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 more into sharing my

I smiled.

He raised a brow.

I blinked.

"I mean with you"

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

going now.Caroline's been waiting,’ I

"Caroline's here?"

"Yeah: "Then don't bother.

sure she found some company.’ Whose company? Frowning, I turned to the

I think we should get back to the office’ Blake followed me out of

hell is she? I pulled my phone out and dialled

the elevators at the end of the corridor opened and she

looked about her age and they

that?" I asked

"That's Liam Steinfeld"

fuck am I supposed to know who Liam Steinfeld

into you? He's

and Caroline started together: "Are

I couldn't take my eyes

her eyes gleamed when she smiled at him and laughed

be like that

composed and

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

suddenly felt a

"Mr.Andrews."

gave a little smile to

back and

corner of my eye, I saw

him? "Mr.Sinclair’ he greeted me with

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

"Liam,' Blake started.

a

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

Study night.

to find him cutting a glance at me before

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

I was relieved.

going to

I snapped, turning to Caroline whose lips were pressed into a thin, sombre

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

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

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

I could ask her.

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

Suck it up, Sinclair.

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

"Mr.Sinclair."

almost like she

"Yes, Caroline?"

"Did I..."

with

"Did I do something?"

frowned at her nervous

Except you talked to

dying to know

looked up and I realized that I was staring at

so beautiful and was drawing me to

step in her direction, closing in on her against

lashes hovering

She smelled so heavenly.

was driving me

just need one

I'll be over

as if she heard me, her brown eyes

moment, I was knocked

when she looked me straight in

dawned on

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

loud siren wailed and the button lit up with

emergency button! Then, there was a voice over

everything alright

the urge

was a mistake" I spoke

"Okay."

the basement parking lot and

button, I stated as an excuse while stepping out of the elevators, not being

saw

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

escaped her

help but

laughing at

"Um, no."

She shook her head.

that composed demeanour was back

smile more

got into my Bugatti Veyron and

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

office, she headed straight for her office and I went to

was out of my office I turned to the glass

could rain any

drive her