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.

know, but lately I'm

I smiled.

He raised a brow.

I blinked.

"I mean with you"

chocolate into half, I gave one side

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

back to the office’ Blake followed me out of his office and I looked around

I pulled my phone out

the elevators at the end of the corridor opened and she stepped

about her age and they seemed to be comfortable with

that?" I asked

"That's Liam Steinfeld"

to know who Liam Steinfeld is? Could you be

into you? He's an intern

Caroline started together: "Are

take my eyes off

her eyes gleamed when she smiled at him and laughed

be like

composed and discreet

faded, her facing sobering

felt a pang

"Mr.Andrews."

a little smile

Blake greeted back and she turned

of my eye, I saw recognition flash across the

me with him? "Mr.Sinclair’ he

my professionalism took over and I

"Liam,' Blake started.

be skipping a few more classes this

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

Study night.

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

make sure you include Rebekah.She's in dire need of a group study session,’ Blake suggested, and I could almost hear

I was relieved.

going to be

snapped, turning to Caroline whose lips were pressed into a thin, sombre

you,’ I muttered to Blake and walked towards the elevators with Caroline

the hallway and I resisted the urge to turn

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

I could ask her.

I was in no position to

Suck it up, Sinclair.

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

"Mr.Sinclair."

small, almost like

"Yes, Caroline?"

"Did I..."

with her

"Did I do something?"

at

you talked to that asshole

I'm dying to know what you had

up and I realized that I was staring at her flushed

beautiful and was drawing me to herself in that exact

step in her direction, closing in

eyes closed shut, her soft lashes hovering over her cheekbones and

She smelled so heavenly.

was

need one

then I'll

me, her brown eyes opened and locked with

moment, I

when she looked me straight in

realization dawned

averted my gaze to the buttons on

the button lit up with an

emergency button! Then, there was

everything alright

resisted the urge to

mistake" I spoke

"Okay."

the basement parking lot and

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

glance at her and saw the ghost of

looked up and tried to sober her expression like before

escaped her

help but

laughing at

"Um, no."

She shook her head.

composed demeanour was

smile

my Bugatti Veyron and I started driving back to

wondered if she was smiling because of the alarm...or if she knew what I

the office, she headed straight for

p.m., she left, and the moment she was out of my office I

could rain any

should drive her