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

I smiled.

He raised a brow.

I blinked.

"I mean with you"

I gave one side to

should get going now.Caroline's

"Caroline's here?"

"Yeah: "Then don't bother.

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

Blake followed me out of his office and

hell is she? I pulled my phone out and dialled her

elevators at the end of the corridor opened and she stepped out along

and they seemed to be comfortable

that?" I asked

"That's Liam Steinfeld"

to know who Liam

what's gotten into you? He's an

started together: "Are they from

I couldn't take my eyes

smiled at him and laughed richly at something

never be like that around

composed and discreet whenever she was with

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

felt a pang in my

"Mr.Andrews."

a little smile

back and she turned

of the corner of my eye, I

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

but then my professionalism took over and

"Liam,' Blake started.

skipping a few

course,

Study night.

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

group study session,’ Blake suggested, and I could almost hear the smirk

I was relieved.

going

I snapped, turning to Caroline whose lips were pressed into a thin, sombre

smile at me?"See you,’ I muttered to Blake and walked towards the elevators with Caroline following

hallway and I resisted the urge to turn around and

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 closed, I could hear her soft

"Mr.Sinclair."

voice was small, almost like

"Yes, Caroline?"

"Did I..."

fidgeted with

"Did I do something?"

at her

talked to

to know what

that I was

beautiful and was drawing me to herself in that exact

step in her direction, closing in on

soft lashes hovering over her cheekbones and she looked

She smelled so heavenly.

was driving me

need

then I'll be over

if she heard me, her brown eyes opened and locked with

moment, I was

looked

dawned

I quickly averted my gaze to the buttons on the elevator wall

and the button lit

there was a

everything alright in

the urge to punch

was a mistake" I spoke

"Okay."

reached the basement parking lot and the

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

did cut a glance at her and saw the ghost of

up and tried to sober

escaped

help but

laughing at

"Um, no."

She shook her head.

demeanour was

smile

Bugatti Veyron and

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

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

was out of my office I turned to the glass window

could rain

drive