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

I smiled.

He raised a brow.

I blinked.

"I mean with you"

one side to him

now.Caroline's been waiting,’ I

"Caroline's here?"

"Yeah: "Then don't bother.

company.’ Whose

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

I pulled

of the corridor opened and she stepped out

age and they seemed to be comfortable

that?" I

"That's Liam Steinfeld"

fuck am I supposed to know who

gotten into you? He's

and Caroline started together: "Are they

couldn't take my eyes off

her eyes gleamed when she smiled at him

be like that around

so composed and discreet whenever she was

the smile faded, her facing sobering up as she walked up

felt a

"Mr.Andrews."

gave a little smile

and she turned to

eye, I saw recognition flash

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

considered flipping him off but then my professionalism took over

"Liam,' Blake started.

skipping a few

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

Study night.

time to find him cutting a glance at

session,’ Blake suggested, and I could almost hear

I was relieved.

was going to be

turning to Caroline whose lips were pressed

to Blake

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

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

I could ask her.

it was her personal life and I was in no position to ask her

Suck it up, Sinclair.

elevators and once they closed, I could hear her

"Mr.Sinclair."

was small, almost

"Yes, Caroline?"

"Did I..."

with

"Did I do something?"

frowned at

didn't’ Except you talked to that

know what

that I was staring at her flushed

drawing me to herself in that

step in her direction, closing

her soft lashes hovering over her cheekbones and she looked

She smelled so heavenly.

was

need one

I'll

her

a moment, I

looked me straight

dawned on

averted my gaze to the buttons on the elevator wall beside her and pressed a random

and the button lit up with an ominous

button! Then, there was a voice over the

everything alright in

urge to

I spoke into

"Okay."

parking lot

as an excuse while stepping out of the elevators, not being able to look

and saw the ghost of a smile playing on

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

escaped her

couldn't help

you laughing

"Um, no."

She shook her head.

demeanour was back

should smile

into my Bugatti Veyron and

if she was smiling because of the

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

she was out of my office I turned to

rain

drive