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.

I'm more into

I smiled.

He raised a brow.

I blinked.

"I mean with you"

gave one

now.Caroline's been

"Caroline's here?"

"Yeah: "Then don't bother.

some company.’ Whose company? Frowning, I

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

is she? I pulled my phone out and

opened and she stepped out

about her age and they seemed to be

that?" I

"That's Liam Steinfeld"

am I supposed to know who

what's gotten into you? He's an intern

together: "Are they from the

I couldn't take my

way her eyes gleamed when she smiled at him and laughed richly at

like that around

always so composed and discreet whenever she was

on me and the smile faded, her facing

felt a pang in my

"Mr.Andrews."

little

Blake greeted back and she

of my eye, I saw recognition flash across the

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

but then my

"Liam,' Blake started.

a

up.’ "Of course,

Study night.

and I turned to him just in time to find him cutting a glance at me before he quickly looked

make sure you include Rebekah.She's in dire need of a group study session,’ Blake suggested, and I could almost hear the smirk in

I was relieved.

going to

there! "We're leaving" I snapped, turning to Caroline whose lips

I muttered to Blake

resisted the urge to turn around and

was none of my business...or

I could ask her.

was in no position to

Suck it up, Sinclair.

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

"Mr.Sinclair."

almost like she

"Yes, Caroline?"

"Did I..."

with

"Did I do something?"

at her nervous

didn't’ Except you talked to that asshole about

now I'm dying to know

looked up and I realized that

drawing me to herself in that

in her direction, closing in on her against the

her soft lashes hovering over her

She smelled so heavenly.

it was

just need one

I'll be

me, her brown

a moment, I was

she looked me straight in

realization dawned

quickly averted my gaze to the buttons on the elevator wall beside her

siren wailed and the button lit up with an ominous

was a voice over

everything alright in

the urge

a mistake" I spoke

"Okay."

the basement parking lot and the

stated as an excuse while stepping out of the elevators,

I did cut a glance at her and saw the ghost

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

laugh escaped her

help

laughing at

"Um, no."

She shook her head.

composed demeanour was back

smile

my Bugatti Veyron and I

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

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

she was out of my office I

could rain any

drive