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 my

I smiled.

He raised a brow.

I blinked.

"I mean with you"

gave one side to him and devoured

now.Caroline's been waiting,’

"Caroline's here?"

"Yeah: "Then don't bother.

Whose company? Frowning, I turned to the

followed me out of his office and I looked around for Caroline but

the hell is she? I pulled

the elevators at the end of the corridor opened and she stepped out along with

they seemed to be comfortable

I

"That's Liam Steinfeld"

I supposed to know who Liam

gotten into you? He's an intern

Caroline started together: "Are

couldn't take my eyes off

when she smiled at him and laughed richly

never be like

composed and discreet

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

suddenly felt a pang in

"Mr.Andrews."

a little

and she

of my eye, I saw recognition flash across the

with him? "Mr.Sinclair’ he greeted

him off but then my professionalism took over

"Liam,' Blake started.

be skipping a

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

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 smirk in his tone but I couldn't

I was relieved.

was going to

I snapped, turning to Caroline

muttered to Blake and

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

of my business...or was it? She was my

I could ask her.

and I was in no position to

Suck it up, Sinclair.

inside the elevators and once they closed,

"Mr.Sinclair."

small, almost like

"Yes, Caroline?"

"Did I..."

with

"Did I do something?"

frowned at

talked to

dying to know what you had

I realized that I was staring at her flushed

was drawing

direction, closing in on her against the elevator

eyes closed shut, her soft lashes hovering over

She smelled so heavenly.

was driving

just need

then I'll

if she heard me, her brown eyes

moment, I was

looked

dawned

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

button lit up with

emergency button! Then, there was a voice over the

alright

the urge to

mistake" I spoke into the

"Okay."

reached the basement parking

an excuse while stepping out of the elevators, not

at her and saw the

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

escaped

couldn't help

you laughing at me,

"Um, no."

She shook her head.

that composed demeanour was back

smile more

my Bugatti Veyron and I started driving back

because of the alarm...or if she knew what I had in

and once we reached the office,

she was out of my office I turned to the glass

could rain

should drive her