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 side to him

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

"Caroline's here?"

"Yeah: "Then don't bother.

sure she found some company.’ Whose company? Frowning, I turned to

think we should get back to the office’ Blake followed me out of his office and I looked around for Caroline but

pulled my phone out and dialled

corridor opened and

age and they seemed to be comfortable with each

that?" I

"That's Liam Steinfeld"

know who Liam

gotten into you? He's

together: "Are they from

take my eyes

her eyes gleamed when she smiled at him

be like that

was always so composed and discreet whenever she

me and the smile faded, her facing

felt a pang in my

"Mr.Andrews."

little smile to

greeted back and

corner of my eye, I saw recognition flash

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

off but then my professionalism took

"Liam,' Blake started.

a few

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

Study night.

great, Blake said and I turned to him just in time to find him cutting a glance at me before

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

I was relieved.

going

I snapped, turning to Caroline whose

muttered to Blake and walked towards the elevators with

hallway and I resisted the urge to turn around and

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

I could ask her.

was

Suck it up, Sinclair.

elevators and once they closed, I could hear her soft breathing cut through the

"Mr.Sinclair."

voice was small, almost like she was

"Yes, Caroline?"

"Did I..."

fidgeted with

"Did I do something?"

frowned at

didn't’ Except you talked to that

dying to know what you had to

and I realized that I was staring at her

was so beautiful and was drawing

a step in her direction, closing in on her

her soft lashes hovering over her cheekbones

She smelled so heavenly.

it was driving me

just need one

then I'll be over

if she heard me, her brown

a moment, I

liked it when she looked me straight

dawned

to the buttons on the elevator wall beside her and

siren wailed and the button lit up with an

button! Then, there was

alright

the urge to

I spoke

"Okay."

parking lot

stepping out of the

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

up and tried to sober her expression like

escaped her

help but

you laughing at

"Um, no."

She shook her head.

that composed demeanour

should smile

and I

she was smiling because of the alarm...or

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

was out of my office I

rain any

drive her