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

I smiled.

He raised a brow.

I blinked.

"I mean with you"

one side to him and devoured the

going now.Caroline's been waiting,’

"Caroline's here?"

"Yeah: "Then don't bother.

Whose company?

followed me out of his office and I looked around for Caroline

she? I pulled

of the corridor opened and she stepped out

looked about her age and they seemed to be comfortable with each

that?" I

"That's Liam Steinfeld"

am I supposed to know who Liam

you? He's an

"Are they from

I couldn't take my eyes off

her eyes gleamed when she smiled at him

never be like that

was always so composed and discreet whenever

her facing

felt a pang in

"Mr.Andrews."

a little

back and she turned to

Out of the corner of my eye, I

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

but then my professionalism took over and

"Liam,' Blake started.

be skipping a few more classes

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

Study night.

to him just in time to find him cutting a glance at me before he quickly

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

I was relieved.

was going

Rebekah better be there! "We're leaving" I snapped, turning to Caroline whose lips were pressed into

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

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

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

I could ask her.

life and I was in no position to ask her anything

Suck it up, Sinclair.

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

"Mr.Sinclair."

almost like

"Yes, Caroline?"

"Did I..."

fidgeted with

"Did I do something?"

frowned at

you didn't’ Except you talked

now I'm dying to know what you

and I realized that I

drawing me to

a step in her direction, closing in on her against

lashes hovering over her cheekbones and she looked

She smelled so heavenly.

it was driving me

need

I'll

her brown eyes

I

when she looked me straight

realization dawned

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

siren wailed and the button lit up with

button! Then, there was a voice over the

everything alright

resisted the urge to punch

mistake" I

"Okay."

reached the basement parking lot and the elevators

I stated as an excuse while stepping out of the elevators,

her and saw

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

escaped her

help but

you laughing at me,

"Um, no."

She shook her head.

that composed demeanour was back

smile

into my Bugatti Veyron and I started driving back

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

car ride was silent and once we reached the office, she headed straight for her office and I went

the moment she was out of my office I turned

rain any

drive her