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.

really say that?

classes to sit here and

my arms over my

fell on me, which

as soon as

very docile

said, knowing well

know his name until I met him in his

to have caught

"What kind of stuff?"

his elbows on the desk and leaned forward, suddenly

"You know,’ I shrugged.

a glint of amusement in his eyes once more and a slight

you wish for, Ms.Stewart.I'm nothing like

he mean

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

away from being fired on

be put on

up from his spot and I held my breath as he rounded his desk to walk

stopped when he was standing a few

found myself involuntarily getting up in

"Turn around."

My eyes grew wide.

"What?"

cabinet and get

his chest and leaned against his

confusion to find

I collected all the files from the first shelf and walked

each containing a large

picked up a few papers from his desk and placed them on

desk for the next few weeks.It's right next to my office.Look for these files’ original versions on her computer and make these corrections.Print out five copies of

too dumbfounded to

"Am I clear, Ms.Stewart?"

without wasting another second, I started walking towards the door while carefully balancing

voice sent my name reverberating

"Yes?"

when the files

didn't even realize he had walked up to

could drop them and placed them

off and

at him in

notice your wardrobe glitch.”My eyes

could I forget that? My cheeks heated up in embarrassment as I took his blazer and slipped into it, inhaling his intoxicated

"Thank you” I muttered.

handed them back to me, frowning in the

hell

near the area where I was holding the bundle

my God! That's my

something but shut it again, having no idea how

I didn't have a lot of

"Mr.Sinclair."

was a knock on the