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 into sharing

I smiled.

He raised a brow.

I blinked.

"I mean with you"

one side to him and devoured

should get going now.Caroline's

"Caroline's here?"

"Yeah: "Then don't bother.

company.’ Whose company? Frowning, I turned to the

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

is she? I pulled my phone out and dialled her

then, the elevators at the end of the corridor opened and she stepped out along with a

about her age and they

I

"That's Liam Steinfeld"

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

you? He's an

started together: "Are they from

take

way her eyes gleamed when she smiled at him and laughed richly at something stupid

like that

composed and discreet whenever she was with

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

felt a pang in

"Mr.Andrews."

little

back and she turned

eye, I saw

him? "Mr.Sinclair’ he greeted me

my

"Liam,' Blake started.

a few

you help her in catching up.’ "Of course, Mr.Andrews.We've

Study night.

said and I turned to him just in time to find

study session,’ Blake suggested, and I could almost hear the smirk in

I was relieved.

was going to

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

don't you ever smile at me?"See you,’ I muttered to

urge to turn around and demand what that Liam

business...or was

I could ask her.

no, it was her personal life and I was in

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

"Mr.Sinclair."

almost like she

"Yes, Caroline?"

"Did I..."

with her

"Did I do something?"

at her

you didn't’ Except you talked to that asshole about

I'm dying to know what you

looked up and I realized that

was drawing me to herself in that exact

step in her direction, closing in on her against

soft lashes hovering over her cheekbones and she looked

She smelled so heavenly.

it was driving

need one

I'll be

as if she heard me, her

moment, I

liked it when she looked me straight

dawned

doing? I quickly averted my gaze to the buttons

siren wailed and the button lit up with an ominous

was a voice

everything alright

resisted the urge to punch

a mistake" I

"Okay."

basement parking lot and the

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

cut a glance at her and saw the

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

escaped her

couldn't help

laughing at

"Um, no."

She shook her head.

composed demeanour

smile more

my Bugatti Veyron and I started driving back to my

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

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

she left, and the moment she was out of my office I turned to the glass window

rain

drive her