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

I smiled.

He raised a brow.

I blinked.

"I mean with you"

I gave one

now.Caroline's been waiting,’

"Caroline's here?"

"Yeah: "Then don't bother.

some company.’ Whose company? Frowning, I

we should get back to the office’ Blake followed me out of his office and I

pulled my

corridor opened and she

and they seemed

that?" I

"That's Liam Steinfeld"

who Liam Steinfeld is? Could you be

you? He's

and Caroline started together: "Are they from

take

smiled at him and

be like that around

was always so composed and discreet whenever she was with

the smile faded, her facing sobering up as she

suddenly felt a pang

"Mr.Andrews."

a little

and

the corner of my eye, I saw recognition flash across

me with him? "Mr.Sinclair’ he greeted me with a

my professionalism took over and

"Liam,' Blake started.

a few more

course, Mr.Andrews.We've been planning a study night

Study night.

said and I turned to him just in time to find him

Blake suggested, and I could almost hear the smirk in his tone but I

I was relieved.

going

I snapped, turning to Caroline whose lips were pressed into a thin, sombre

at me?"See you,’ I muttered to

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

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

I could ask her.

her personal life and I was in no position to ask

Suck it up, Sinclair.

care so much? I stepped inside the elevators and once they closed, I could hear her soft breathing cut through the

"Mr.Sinclair."

small, almost like she was

"Yes, Caroline?"

"Did I..."

with

"Did I do something?"

frowned at her nervous

you didn't’ Except you talked to that

know what

and I realized that

drawing me to herself in

her direction, closing in

her soft lashes hovering over her cheekbones and she looked so

She smelled so heavenly.

it was

just need

then I'll be over

me, her brown

moment, I

when she looked me straight in

dawned

gaze to the buttons on the elevator wall beside her

wailed and the button lit up with

Then, there was a

alright in

the urge

I spoke

"Okay."

reached the basement parking lot and the elevators

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

saw the ghost

eyes on her, she looked up and

laugh escaped her

couldn't help

you laughing at me,

"Um, no."

She shook her head.

composed demeanour

should smile more

my Bugatti Veyron and I started driving back to

smiling because of the alarm...or

office, she headed

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

could rain

drive her