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

I smiled.

He raised a brow.

I blinked.

"I mean with you"

one side to him and devoured the

get going now.Caroline's

"Caroline's here?"

"Yeah: "Then don't bother.

company.’ Whose

followed me out of his office and I looked around for Caroline but couldn't find

she? I pulled my

corridor opened and she

and they seemed to be comfortable with each

that?" I

"That's Liam Steinfeld"

fuck am I supposed to know who Liam Steinfeld is?

you?

and Caroline started together: "Are they from the same

I couldn't take

smiled at him

never be like that around

always so composed and

the smile faded, her facing

suddenly felt a pang

"Mr.Andrews."

gave a little smile

back and she

the corner of my eye, I saw recognition

talking about me with him?

but then my

"Liam,' Blake started.

skipping a few more classes this

sure you help her in catching up.’ "Of course, Mr.Andrews.We've been

Study night.

to him just in time to

include Rebekah.She's in dire need of a group study session,’ Blake suggested,

I was relieved.

was going

snapped, turning to

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

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

my business...or was

I could ask her.

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

Suck it up, Sinclair.

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

"Mr.Sinclair."

small, almost like

"Yes, Caroline?"

"Did I..."

with her

"Did I do something?"

frowned at her

talked to

I'm dying to know what you

realized that I was staring at her flushed

so beautiful and was drawing

found myself taking a step in her direction, closing in on

hovering

She smelled so heavenly.

it was driving

need one

then I'll be over

her

I was knocked

she looked me straight

dawned

I quickly averted my gaze to the buttons

siren wailed and the button lit up with an

was a voice over the

alright

urge to punch

I

"Okay."

the basement parking lot

I stated as an excuse while stepping out of

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

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

escaped her

help

you laughing at

"Um, no."

She shook her head.

that composed demeanour was

should smile more

and I started

because of the

and once we reached the office, she headed straight for her office and

was out of my office I turned to the glass window and frowned at the

could rain any

drive