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 more into sharing

I smiled.

He raised a brow.

I blinked.

"I mean with you"

one side to him

get going now.Caroline's been waiting,’

"Caroline's here?"

"Yeah: "Then don't bother.

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

get back to the office’ Blake followed me out of his office and I looked around for Caroline but couldn't find

is she? I pulled

the end of the corridor opened and she stepped out

they seemed to be comfortable

that?" I asked

"That's Liam Steinfeld"

I supposed to know who Liam Steinfeld is? Could

gotten into you? He's

together: "Are they from the same

I couldn't take

smiled at him and

never be like that around

was always so composed and

and the smile faded, her facing sobering up as she walked

felt a

"Mr.Andrews."

gave a little smile to

greeted back and she turned to

of the corner of my eye, I saw recognition flash

talking about me with him?

but then my professionalism took

"Liam,' Blake started.

skipping a

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

Study night.

just in time to find him cutting a

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

I was relieved.

was going to

leaving" I snapped, turning to Caroline whose lips were pressed into

muttered to

I resisted the urge to turn around and

of my business...or

I could ask her.

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

Suck it up, Sinclair.

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

"Mr.Sinclair."

almost like

"Yes, Caroline?"

"Did I..."

fidgeted with her

"Did I do something?"

frowned at

talked

know what you

I realized that I was staring at her flushed

was so beautiful and was drawing me to

taking a step in her direction, closing in on

shut, her soft lashes hovering over her cheekbones and

She smelled so heavenly.

it was driving me

need

then I'll

she heard me, her brown eyes opened

moment, I was knocked

liked it when she looked

dawned on

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

and the button lit up with an ominous

Then, there was a voice over

alright in

urge to punch

mistake" I spoke

"Okay."

the basement parking lot

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

at her and saw the ghost of a smile playing

my eyes on her, she looked up and tried to sober her expression like before

laugh escaped

help

laughing

"Um, no."

She shook her head.

demeanour was

smile more

my Bugatti Veyron and I started driving back to my

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

car ride was silent and once we reached the office,

moment she was out of my office I turned to the

could rain

drive her