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 into sharing

I smiled.

He raised a brow.

I blinked.

"I mean with you"

chocolate into half, I gave one side

get going now.Caroline's

"Caroline's here?"

"Yeah: "Then don't bother.

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

the office’ Blake followed me out of his office and I looked around for Caroline but couldn't find her

she? I pulled my phone out

then, the elevators at the end of the corridor opened and she stepped

and they seemed to be comfortable

I

"That's Liam Steinfeld"

I supposed to know who Liam Steinfeld

you? He's an intern

together: "Are they

take my eyes off

gleamed when she smiled at

like that around

always so composed and

me and the smile faded, her

suddenly felt a pang in my

"Mr.Andrews."

gave a little smile

and she

Out of the corner of my eye, I saw

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

my professionalism took

"Liam,' Blake started.

skipping a few more classes

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

Study night.

in time to find him cutting a glance at me before he quickly

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

I was relieved.

was going to be

leaving" I snapped, turning to Caroline whose

muttered to Blake and walked towards the elevators

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

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

I could ask her.

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

Suck it up, Sinclair.

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

"Mr.Sinclair."

was small, almost like she was

"Yes, Caroline?"

"Did I..."

with her

"Did I do something?"

frowned at

didn't’ Except you talked to that asshole

now I'm dying to know what

and I realized that I was

drawing me to herself in

direction, closing in on her against the

lashes hovering over her cheekbones and she looked so

She smelled so heavenly.

it was

just need

I'll be

me, her brown eyes opened and locked with

moment, I was

it when she looked me straight in the

dawned on

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

the button lit up

emergency button! Then, there was a voice over the

alright

urge

I spoke

"Okay."

basement parking lot

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

her and saw

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

escaped

help but

laughing at me,

"Um, no."

She shook her head.

demeanour was back

should smile

into my Bugatti Veyron and I

if she was smiling because of the alarm...or if she knew

was silent and once we reached the office, she

she was out of my office I turned to the glass window and frowned

rain any

should drive her