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.

but lately I'm more

I smiled.

He raised a brow.

I blinked.

"I mean with you"

gave one

going now.Caroline's been waiting,’ I

"Caroline's here?"

"Yeah: "Then don't bother.

Whose company? Frowning,

to the office’ Blake followed me out of

I pulled

the elevators at the end of the corridor opened and she stepped out

looked about her age and they seemed to be

that?" I asked

"That's Liam Steinfeld"

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

into you? He's an

Caroline started together: "Are they from

I couldn't take

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

be like that around

so composed and discreet whenever she was with

fell on me and the smile faded, her facing sobering up

suddenly felt a pang in my

"Mr.Andrews."

gave a little

back and she

of my eye,

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

then my professionalism

"Liam,' Blake started.

will be skipping a

"Of course, Mr.Andrews.We've

Study night.

turned to him just in time to find him

dire need of a group study session,’ Blake suggested, and I could almost hear the smirk in his tone

I was relieved.

was going

snapped, turning to Caroline whose lips were

I muttered to Blake

I resisted the urge to turn around and

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

I could ask her.

her personal life and I was in

Suck it up, Sinclair.

care so much? I stepped inside the elevators and once

"Mr.Sinclair."

voice was small, almost

"Yes, Caroline?"

"Did I..."

fidgeted with her

"Did I do something?"

frowned at her nervous

Except you talked to that asshole

know what you had

looked up and I realized that I

drawing me to herself in that

in her direction,

her soft lashes hovering over her cheekbones

She smelled so heavenly.

was

need

then I'll

she heard me, her

moment, I was knocked

when she looked me straight in

dawned

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

button

Then, there was a voice over

alright

the urge to

was a mistake" I

"Okay."

basement parking

excuse while stepping out of the elevators, not being able

a glance at her and saw

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

escaped her

couldn't help

laughing

"Um, no."

She shook her head.

composed demeanour

smile

got into my Bugatti Veyron and I started

wondered if she was smiling because of the alarm...or if she knew what I had

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

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

could rain any

drive her