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.

lately I'm more into sharing my

I smiled.

He raised a brow.

I blinked.

"I mean with you"

one side to him and devoured the

now.Caroline's been waiting,’ I

"Caroline's here?"

"Yeah: "Then don't bother.

found some company.’ Whose company? Frowning,

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

hell is she? I pulled my phone

opened and

looked about her age and they seemed to be comfortable

I

"That's Liam Steinfeld"

supposed to know who Liam Steinfeld is? Could you be

you? He's an intern

and Caroline started together: "Are they

take my eyes off

she smiled at him

never be like that around

and discreet whenever

smile faded, her facing sobering

felt a

"Mr.Andrews."

a little smile

greeted back and

of my eye, I saw recognition flash across the

him? "Mr.Sinclair’ he greeted me

then my professionalism took

"Liam,' Blake started.

will be skipping a few more classes this

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

Study night.

to find him cutting a

Blake suggested, and I could almost hear

I was relieved.

going to

turning to Caroline whose lips were

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

footsteps echoed in the hallway and I resisted the urge to

none of my business...or was

I could ask her.

no, it was her personal life and I was

Suck it up, Sinclair.

elevators and once they closed, I could hear her soft breathing cut through the thick

"Mr.Sinclair."

small, almost like

"Yes, Caroline?"

"Did I..."

fidgeted with her

"Did I do something?"

at

talked to

to know

up and I realized that I was staring at her

was so beautiful and was drawing

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

her soft lashes hovering over her cheekbones

She smelled so heavenly.

it was driving

need

I'll be

heard me, her brown eyes opened and

moment, I

looked me straight in

realization dawned on

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

button lit

there was a

alright in elevator

resisted the urge

mistake" I

"Okay."

parking

that button, I stated as an excuse while stepping out of the elevators, not being able to look at her

did cut a glance at her and saw the ghost of

looked up

escaped

help

laughing at me,

"Um, no."

She shook her head.

demeanour

should smile more

my Bugatti Veyron and

the alarm...or if she knew what

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

moment she was out of my office

rain

should drive