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 more into

I smiled.

He raised a brow.

I blinked.

"I mean with you"

gave one side

get going now.Caroline's been waiting,’ I

"Caroline's here?"

"Yeah: "Then don't bother.

Whose company? Frowning, I turned to the

me out

the hell is she? I pulled my phone

corridor opened and

and they

that?" I asked

"That's Liam Steinfeld"

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

gotten into you? He's

and Caroline started together: "Are

I couldn't take my

gleamed when she smiled at him and laughed richly

like that

was always so composed and discreet whenever she was

and the smile faded, her facing sobering

suddenly felt a pang in

"Mr.Andrews."

little

and

of my eye, I saw recognition flash across

been talking about me with him? "Mr.Sinclair’ he

him off but then my professionalism took over and

"Liam,' Blake started.

a few more

"Of course, Mr.Andrews.We've been planning a study night at her

Study night.

to him just in time to find him cutting a glance at

need of a group study session,’ Blake suggested, and I could almost hear the smirk in his tone but I couldn't care

I was relieved.

going to be

leaving" I snapped, turning to Caroline whose

ever smile at me?"See you,’ I muttered to

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

of my business...or was it? She was

I could ask her.

was her personal life and I was in no position

Suck it up, Sinclair.

I stepped inside the elevators and once they closed,

"Mr.Sinclair."

was small, almost like

"Yes, Caroline?"

"Did I..."

with her

"Did I do something?"

at her

talked to

dying to know what you had

looked up and I realized that I

and was drawing me to herself in that exact

a step in her direction, closing in on

closed shut, her soft lashes hovering over her cheekbones and she looked so

She smelled so heavenly.

it was driving

just need

then I'll be over

if she heard me, her brown eyes opened and locked with

moment, I

when she looked me straight in the

realization dawned on

doing? I quickly averted my gaze to the buttons on

wailed and the button lit up with an ominous

emergency button! Then, there was

alright in elevator

the urge to punch

a mistake" I

"Okay."

parking

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

did cut a glance at her and saw the ghost of a smile playing on her

up

escaped her

help

laughing at

"Um, no."

She shook her head.

composed demeanour was

smile more

Veyron and I started driving

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

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

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

rain any

drive her