Billionaire Nick

Caroline Rebekah whistled while eyeing the small basket in my hand the moment I stepped into the room.

"Boss presents?" She smirked.

I pressed my lips into a thin line to stop myself from laughing.

"Yeah.And just so you know, I wasn't dreaming about him in the club.He was really there.And these," I pointed to the basket, "are probably to make up for being rude while hiring me.”

"Sure." She smirked.

"Seriously, Rebekah.It's just chocolates.So relax.They're pretty expensive, but still."

Her smirk was wiped away and she raised a brow.

"Nick Sinclair gave you chocolates?"

"Yeah"

"Oh my God!"

Her eyes grew big for a second.

"Why? What's wrong?"

"Nick and his chocolates live in a completely different dimension.

He barely shares them with anyone.’ "What?"

I frowned.

"Trust me.If there's anything that manwhore is crazy about more than women, it's his sweets.’ "Oh? And then, another smirk formed on her lips.

"You sure he's just playing boss?"

My mind couldn't help but go back to our encounter in the elevator.

He'd been so close that I could easily shut my eyes and drown myself in his intoxicating aura.

Even if he was just playing with the emergency button, his action stirred something inside me.

Oh God! What is wrong with me? I blinked when Rebekah cleared her throat.

"Uh-let's not think too much about it’ With that, I headed straight for the bathroom, got out of my drenched clothes and changed into a pink t-shirt and black denims.

"Where are you going?"

Rebekah asked when I stepped out of the bathroom.

"Coffee shop, I muttered.

"You still work there?"

She frowned.

"Yeah.Why not?"

"Isn't Sinclair paying you?"

"He will, maybe.

But it's only till his old assistant Penny comes back.

Then I'll go back to interning at Mr.Andrews’ and I won't have a real job until after graduation.

So this coffee shop money is the only constant"

"But you must be so tired right now” I shrugged.

"No, I'm good"

"You know, Care,’ she got up from the bed and engulfed me in a bear hug, "you're the strongest woman I've ever known.

Just know that this time will pass and you will be happy again"

She pulled back and gave me her brightest smile.

I gave her a small nod.

"Thank you, but I'm just tired, Reb.Not in a shitty mood.I don't need a pep talk."

"Well" she frowned, "I'm PMSing, so suck it up"

Chuckling, I waved at her and walked out of the door, pondering over her words.

She said I'll be happy again.

I wanted to believe her but I knew better.

I'll never be the happy girl I used to be.

Shaking my head to clear my thoughts, I made my way to the coffee shop, which was just a few minutes' walk from the campus.

"Look who decided to show up.’ An annoyingly whiny voice rang in my ears the moment I stepped behind the cash counter at the coffee shop.

"Cashy"' I spoke, trying to pull a forced smile on my face.

Her lipstick-smudged full lips lifted into a frown as she pulled the chewing gum out of her mouth, aimed it in a bin with her bare hands and wiped her fingers on her apron.

"Caroline"She gave me a fake smile.

"Owing to your short term memory, it's Cathy" 

"Sure" I shrugged.

"Whatever you say, Cashy’ Now, don't blame me for name-calling.She was literally a gold digger—flirting with every guy that stepped into the coffee shop in leathers or business suits while taking their orders.

She would stand so close up to their tables and bend over, showing off her assets, and then apologize for accidentally throwing herself on them.

If I were them, I'd be so embarrassed I would probably never show up here again.

But then, some of them did come back.

She frowned at what I'd just called her and opened her mouth to probably throw some lame insult, but then someone called her name.

She went away, huffing.

I stifled a laugh and picked up a writing pad and pen to take orders.

It was a busy evening as the customers kept coming in so me and the other waitress, Ira, kept serving them.

She was a raven-haired beauty, a year or two younger than me.

She'd been working here since a year ago, right after she graduated from high school, and had been saving up for college ever since.

"Here."

me a few

your tip from

"Thank you."

with a smile, sprinting

was always nice to

was taking an old customer's half-finished coffee back to the kitchen, something collided with my foot, making me lose my balance as I fell face-first on

find Cathy

I

you'll remember my

"Hey! Leave her alone."

behind me and then felt a pair of hands on my shoulders, helping me get up from

She rolled her eyes.

she disappeared behind

in annoyance

"Liat! Psmiled in confusion.

"Are you okay?"

the stain on my t-shirt and

I

as a cashier on a part

me on the very first day right at the gates of campus, Literally, when he offered to carry my bags

here

rubbed his hands

"There's something else"

"What?"

at

You know

My eyes grew wide.

setting up your stall at Whiskers

annual thing our

"Yes."

in the air excitedly and pulled me in tor hug, practically making me

Het out a laugh.

"Congratulations"

he muttered while pulling

the

yeah! Count me

"Yeah, about that."

thin line as he pulled out a folded piece of paper from his pocket and watched me as

took it from him and unfolded the small poster in confusion, then looked up

kissing booth? What

He sighed.

that

don't you think? How many girls do you think will show up to kiss

"Guy?"

he muttered in contusion.

"What guy?"

"You?"

"I won't be the one

I raised a brow.He gave

I let

for volunteering, I didn't mean that I'm willing to lock lips with

already promised, Care"

I did no such

failed her test again and her professor assigned her to the games

"Oh no."

so

I can't

on

"Liam—"

you kiss a few guys to make my stall

around to

I groaned in frustration.

"Fine" I sighed.

turned to me

"What?"

"Don't act so surprised."

I narrowed my eyes.

knew I would give in

He placed his hand

swear you're more dramatic

why you

while walking

the day after

a breath, I went to the bathroom to clean my t-shirt but the

shift, me and Cathy the Cashy kept giving each other death glares, more me than

perfectly nice t-shirt

and we were the

the dishes and she

about to leave, I considered dropping some caramel on the freshly mopped floor but decided against

missing my bed a bit too much to be wasting precious moments on a fight

was back inside the dorm,

time, she was studying instead of

"What happened?"

She eyed my t-shirt.

I rolled my eyes.

"What do you think?"

gave you

"Yeah" 

"God! That bitch" 

the bathroom, changing into pajamas and

had dinner yet,’ Rebekah pointed

going downstairs with my meal card but dismissed the

needed

not hungry, I mumbled into

eat anything at coffee

Rebekah enquired.

her how you're treating yourself? The last

Finals are coming up.."

remember hearing the rest of it because the next

tossed over my pillow to cover my

I heard Rebekah's voice

"Caroline, wake up."

until I snapped

"What?"

"Look at this."

to the window and I

of the bed and sauntered across the

Bugatti Veyron was right in the middle of the