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"

into half, I gave one side

now.Caroline's been

"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

I pulled my phone out and dialled her

elevators at the end of the corridor opened and she stepped out along with a fairly tall

they seemed

that?" I asked

"That's Liam Steinfeld"

I supposed to know who Liam Steinfeld is? Could

gotten into you? He's an

and Caroline started together: "Are they from the same

couldn't take

eyes gleamed when she smiled at

be like that

so composed and discreet whenever she was with

on me and the smile faded, her facing sobering up

suddenly felt a

"Mr.Andrews."

little smile to

and she turned to

of my eye, I saw recognition flash across the

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

my professionalism took over

"Liam,' Blake started.

will be skipping a

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

Study night.

just in time to find

suggested, and I could almost hear the smirk in his

I was relieved.

was going to

leaving" I snapped, turning to Caroline whose lips

you ever smile at me?"See you,’ I muttered to Blake and walked

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

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

I could ask her.

was

Suck it up, Sinclair.

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

"Mr.Sinclair."

voice was small, almost like she was

"Yes, Caroline?"

"Did I..."

fidgeted with her

"Did I do something?"

at

Except you talked to that asshole

now I'm dying to know

up and I realized that I was staring at

so beautiful and was drawing me to herself in

myself taking a step in her direction, closing in on her against

hovering over her cheekbones

She smelled so heavenly.

it was driving me

just need one

I'll be

as if she heard me, her brown

moment, I was

she looked

dawned on

I quickly averted my gaze to the buttons on the

siren wailed and the button lit up with an ominous red

button! Then, there was a voice over

everything alright in elevator

urge

a mistake" I spoke

"Okay."

basement parking lot

as an excuse while stepping out of the elevators,

and saw the ghost of a smile playing

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

laugh escaped

help but

laughing

"Um, no."

She shook her head.

that composed demeanour

smile

Bugatti Veyron and I started

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

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

left, and the moment she was out of my office I turned to the glass

could rain

should drive her