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

I smiled.

He raised a brow.

I blinked.

"I mean with you"

chocolate into half, I gave one

going now.Caroline's been waiting,’

"Caroline's here?"

"Yeah: "Then don't bother.

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

me out of his office and I looked around for

the hell is she? I pulled my

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

about her age and they seemed to be

that?" I

"That's Liam Steinfeld"

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

gotten into you? He's

together: "Are

take my eyes off

eyes gleamed when she smiled at

be like that around

so composed and discreet whenever she was

me and the smile faded, her facing sobering up as

a pang in

"Mr.Andrews."

gave a little smile

back and she turned

corner of my eye,

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

my professionalism took over and I nodded at

"Liam,' Blake started.

a few more classes this

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

Study night.

Blake said and I turned to him just in time to find him cutting a

a group study session,’ Blake suggested, and I could almost hear the smirk in his tone but I couldn't care

I was relieved.

going to

snapped, turning to Caroline whose lips were pressed into a

at me?"See you,’ I muttered to Blake and walked towards

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

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

I could ask her.

personal life and I was in

Suck it up, Sinclair.

the elevators and

"Mr.Sinclair."

was small, almost like she

"Yes, Caroline?"

"Did I..."

with

"Did I do something?"

at

didn't’ Except you talked

to know what

realized that I was

and was drawing me to

taking a step in her direction, closing in on her against the

her soft lashes hovering over her cheekbones and she looked

She smelled so heavenly.

was driving me

just need one

then I'll be

me, her brown eyes

I

liked it when she looked me straight in

dawned

the buttons on the elevator wall beside her and pressed a

loud siren wailed and the button lit up

there was a voice over the

everything alright in elevator

urge to

mistake" I spoke into the

"Okay."

reached the basement parking lot and the

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

cut a glance at her and saw the

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

laugh escaped her

help but

laughing at

"Um, no."

She shook her head.

composed demeanour

should smile

and

smiling because of the

car ride was silent and once we reached the office, she headed straight

p.m., she left, and the moment she was out of my office I turned to the glass window and frowned at the

rain

should drive her