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"

I gave one side to him and devoured the

should get going now.Caroline's

"Caroline's here?"

"Yeah: "Then don't bother.

some company.’ Whose company? Frowning, I

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

I pulled my phone out

the elevators at the end of the corridor opened

her age and they seemed

I

"That's Liam Steinfeld"

fuck am I supposed to know who Liam Steinfeld is? Could

you?

together: "Are they

couldn't take my eyes off

gleamed when she smiled at him and laughed richly at

like that around

was always so composed and

the smile faded, her facing sobering up as she

felt a pang

"Mr.Andrews."

gave a little smile

back and she

eye,

him?

considered flipping him off but then my professionalism took over and I

"Liam,' Blake started.

a

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

Study night.

turned to him just in time to find him cutting

suggested, and I

I was relieved.

going to be

there! "We're leaving" I snapped, turning to Caroline whose lips were pressed into a thin,

muttered to Blake and walked towards the elevators

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

my business...or was

I could ask her.

it was her personal 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 soft breathing cut through

"Mr.Sinclair."

almost like she

"Yes, Caroline?"

"Did I..."

fidgeted with her

"Did I do something?"

frowned at her

you talked to

dying to know what you had

that I was staring at her

was drawing me to

a step in her direction, closing in on her against

closed shut, her soft lashes hovering over her cheekbones and

She smelled so heavenly.

it was driving me

just need one

then I'll be over

me, her brown eyes opened

moment, I was knocked

she looked me straight in the

dawned

quickly averted my gaze to the buttons on the elevator wall

loud siren wailed and the button

emergency button! Then, there was a

everything alright in elevator

urge to punch

mistake" I

"Okay."

parking lot

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

a glance at her and saw the ghost of a smile

looked up and tried to sober her expression like before

laugh escaped

couldn't help

you laughing

"Um, no."

She shook her head.

that composed demeanour was back

smile

into my Bugatti Veyron and I started driving back

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

office, she headed straight for her office and I went

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

could rain

drive her