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 sharing my

I smiled.

He raised a brow.

I blinked.

"I mean with you"

into half, I gave one side to him and devoured the

now.Caroline's been

"Caroline's here?"

"Yeah: "Then don't bother.

Whose company? Frowning, I turned to the

should get back to the office’ Blake followed me out of his office and I looked around for Caroline but couldn't

I pulled my

elevators at the end of the corridor opened and

age and they

that?" I

"That's Liam Steinfeld"

am I supposed to know who

into you? He's

started together: "Are

couldn't take my eyes off

gleamed when she smiled at him and laughed richly

be like that around

so composed and discreet whenever she was

on me and the smile faded, her facing sobering up as she walked

suddenly felt a pang in

"Mr.Andrews."

gave a little smile to

greeted back and she

of my eye, I saw recognition flash

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

considered flipping him off but then my professionalism took over and I nodded at

"Liam,' Blake started.

will be skipping a few more

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

Study night.

I turned to him just in time to find him

suggested, and I could almost hear the smirk in his

I was relieved.

was going to be

snapped, turning to

I muttered to Blake and walked towards

to turn around and demand what

my business...or was it? She was

I could ask her.

I was

Suck it up, Sinclair.

did I care so much? I stepped inside the elevators and once they closed,

"Mr.Sinclair."

was small, almost

"Yes, Caroline?"

"Did I..."

with her

"Did I do something?"

at

you didn't’ Except you talked to

now I'm dying to know what you had to

up and I realized that I was staring at her flushed

was so beautiful and was drawing

her direction, closing

soft lashes hovering over her cheekbones and she

She smelled so heavenly.

it was

need one

I'll be

heard me, her

I

when she looked me

dawned

the hell was I doing? I quickly averted my gaze to the buttons on the elevator wall beside her and pressed a

and the button lit up with

was a voice over the

alright

resisted the urge to punch

a mistake" I spoke into

"Okay."

the basement parking lot and the

while stepping out of the elevators, not being able to look at her after

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

up and tried to sober

laugh escaped her

help

laughing at me,

"Um, no."

She shook her head.

demeanour was

smile more

got into my Bugatti Veyron and I started driving back to my

because of the alarm...or if she

office,

out of my office I turned

rain

should drive