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

I smiled.

He raised a brow.

I blinked.

"I mean with you"

gave one side to him and devoured

now.Caroline's

"Caroline's here?"

"Yeah: "Then don't bother.

Whose company? Frowning, I

should get back to the office’ Blake followed me out of his

is she? I pulled

elevators at the end of the corridor opened and she

her age and they

that?" I asked

"That's Liam Steinfeld"

supposed to know who Liam Steinfeld is? Could you

you?

Caroline started together: "Are

couldn't take my

smiled at him and laughed richly at something

never be like that

always so composed and discreet whenever she was

and the smile faded, her facing sobering

a pang in my

"Mr.Andrews."

little smile

Blake greeted back and

eye,

me with him?

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

"Liam,' Blake started.

be skipping a few more classes

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

Study night.

in time to find him cutting a glance

a group study session,’ Blake suggested, and

I was relieved.

was going to

"We're leaving" I snapped, turning to Caroline whose lips

you,’ I muttered to Blake and

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

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

I could ask her.

life and I was in no

Suck it up, Sinclair.

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

"Mr.Sinclair."

almost like

"Yes, Caroline?"

"Did I..."

with

"Did I do something?"

frowned at her nervous

didn't’ Except you talked

now I'm dying to know what

realized that I was staring

beautiful and was drawing me to herself in

direction, closing in

lashes hovering over her cheekbones and she looked so

She smelled so heavenly.

it was driving me

need one

then I'll be

me, her brown eyes opened

a moment, I

looked me straight in

realization dawned on

the buttons on the elevator wall beside her and

the button lit up with an

was a voice

alright in

resisted the urge

mistake" I

"Okay."

the basement parking lot

curious about that button, I stated as an excuse while stepping out of the elevators, not being able to look at her after that stunt I

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

eyes on her, she looked up and tried

escaped her

help

you laughing at me,

"Um, no."

She shook her head.

composed demeanour was

smile more

Bugatti Veyron and I started driving

the alarm...or if she knew what I had

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

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

rain any

drive her