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 more

I smiled.

He raised a brow.

I blinked.

"I mean with you"

half, I gave one

going now.Caroline's been

"Caroline's here?"

"Yeah: "Then don't bother.

Whose company? Frowning, I

office’ Blake followed me out of his office and

is she? I pulled my phone out and dialled

the end of the corridor opened and she stepped out along with a

her age and they seemed to be comfortable with

I asked

"That's Liam Steinfeld"

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

you? He's an intern

and Caroline started together: "Are they from the same

couldn't take

smiled at him and laughed richly at something

never be like

and discreet

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

suddenly felt a pang in

"Mr.Andrews."

gave a little

Blake greeted back and she turned

corner of my eye, I saw recognition flash

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

him off but then my professionalism took over and I

"Liam,' Blake started.

will be skipping a few

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

Study night.

to find him cutting a glance at

suggested,

I was relieved.

going to

there! "We're leaving" I snapped, turning to Caroline

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

footsteps echoed in the hallway and I resisted the urge to turn around and demand what that Liam meant to her but

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

I could ask her.

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

Suck it up, Sinclair.

the elevators and once they closed, I could

"Mr.Sinclair."

almost like she

"Yes, Caroline?"

"Did I..."

with

"Did I do something?"

frowned at

you didn't’ Except you talked to that asshole

dying to know what

looked up and I realized that

was drawing me to herself in that exact

her direction, closing in on her

lashes hovering over her cheekbones and she

She smelled so heavenly.

was driving

just need one

then I'll be over

me, her

moment, I was knocked

when she looked me straight in

realization dawned on

doing? I quickly averted my gaze to the buttons on the elevator

the button lit up with an ominous

Then, there was

alright in

the urge to punch

mistake" I spoke into the

"Okay."

parking

of

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

eyes on her, she looked up and tried

escaped

couldn't help

you laughing at

"Um, no."

She shook her head.

that composed demeanour was

smile

and I

wondered if she was smiling because of the alarm...or if she

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

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

could rain

should drive her