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

not skipping my classes to

arms

on me, which was soon replaced by a look

was gone as

a very docile person.Seems to

was wrong,’’ I said, knowing well that Blake had

until I met him in

have caught his

"What kind of stuff?"

the desk and leaned

"You know,’ I shrugged.

a glint of amusement in

wish for,

mean by

his company.’ He pressed his lips into a thin line, then took in a deep breath like

from being fired on my

be put on

his spot and I held my breath

when he was standing a

getting up in fright and

"Turn around."

My eyes grew wide.

"What?"

around, go to that cabinet and get all the

arms over his chest and leaned against

confusion to find a

it, I collected all the files from the

files, each containing a large bundle of

few papers from his desk and

my office.Look for these files’ original versions on her computer and make these corrections.Print out five copies of each and arrange them in order like

too dumbfounded to

"Am I clear, Ms.Stewart?"

more authoritative tone.I nodded and without wasting another second, I started walking towards the

My feet stopped moving when his deep voice sent

"Yes?"

gasped when the files bumped into his

didn't even realize he had walked up

from my hands before I could drop them and

he took his blazer off

stared at him in

wardrobe glitch.”My eyes grew wide as I remembered that my blouse was

up in embarrassment as I took his blazer and

"Thank you” I muttered.

the files up and handed them back to me, frowning in the

the hell is

the dampness near the area

my God!

it again, having no idea how to confess something

a lot

"Mr.Sinclair."

was a knock on