Billionaire Nick

A frown formed on his lips as he walked behind his desk and sat in the chair.

I shifted in my position to face him squarely, so he wouldn't see the torn material at the back of my blouse.

All I had to do was get to the bathroom and come up with a solution to fix the shirt.

And if my brain didn't work, I would call Rebekah.

"So I'm supposed to go to Trent, right?"

I asked while taking a step towards the door.

"No.” His eyes narrowed for a moment.

"Why would you?"

"Uh—he said he was supposed to show me around."

"No, Ms.Stewart” he said.

"Trent is a little busy at the moment.So..."

He directed his gaze to the chairs across his desk, motioning for me to sit down.

Letting out a breath, I seated myself in one of the chairs and faced him.

He went back to typing on his laptop and I thought he would say something after finishing some work, but half an hour passed and I was just sitting in the same spot, doing nothing.

I cleared my throat to get his attention but he just kept looking at the screen.

Was he doing that intentionally? 

"Mr.Sinclair?" I finally spoke.

He looked up from his laptop.

"Yes, Ms.Stewart?"

"Is there something I can do for you?" I asked.

"Not at the moment."

And with that, he went back to typing again.

Another fifteen minutes passed.

"Mr. Sinclair?" I called again.

He let out a breath.

"Yes?"

"Is there something I can do for you?"

"No—"

"I can fetch your coffee? Or send e-mails? Or go out to get someone in case you don't feel like using the phone?"

"Not really." I frowned.

"Is there anything I can do for you?" He thought for a moment.

"Yes." My eyes lit up.

"What?"

"Sit quietly."

My jaw dropped.

that? That was so

not skipping my classes to

crossed my arms over

my words when his callous look fell on me, which was soon replaced by a

gone as soon as it

said you were a very docile person.Seems to

was wrong,’’ I said, knowing well

name until

have

"What kind of stuff?"

and leaned forward, suddenly showing interest

"You know,’ I shrugged.

amusement in his

for, Ms.Stewart.I'm nothing

he mean by

actually learning something at his company.’ He pressed his lips into a thin line, then took in a deep

step away from being fired on my very

should be put on

and I held my breath as he rounded his desk to

was standing a

up in

"Turn around."

My eyes grew wide.

"What?"

to that cabinet and get

crossed his arms over his chest and

find a sleek white cabinet in the

all the files from

containing a

his desk and placed them on top of the bundle in

my secretary's desk, which will be your desk for the next few weeks.It's right next to my office.Look for these files’

too dumbfounded

"Am I clear, Ms.Stewart?"

tone.I nodded and without wasting another second, I started walking towards the door while carefully balancing the files

deep voice sent my name reverberating all

"Yes?"

around and gasped when the files bumped into his

realize he had walked up

my hands before I could

his blazer off and held it

at him

it, unless you want everyone to notice your wardrobe glitch.”My eyes grew wide as I remembered that my

as I took his blazer and slipped into it,

"Thank you” I muttered.

to me,

the hell

noticed the dampness near the area where I

my God! That's my

shut it again, having no idea how to

wonder I didn't have a lot of friends in high

"Mr.Sinclair."

knock on