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.

he really say that?

skipping my classes to sit here and do

my arms over my

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

it was gone as soon as it

you were a very docile person.Seems to me he was wrong.’’

stuff about you.Guess he was wrong,’’ I said, knowing well that

didn't even know his name until I met him in his

to have

"What kind of stuff?"

the desk and leaned forward, suddenly showing interest

"You know,’ I shrugged.

amusement in his eyes once more and

you wish for,

What could he mean by

his lips into a thin line, then took in a deep breath

away from being fired

be put

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

finally stopped when he was standing a few inches

involuntarily getting up in fright and

"Turn around."

My eyes grew wide.

"What?"

to that cabinet and get all the files from the

his arms over his chest and

find a sleek white cabinet in

it, I collected all the files from the first shelf

five files, each containing a large bundle

and placed them on top of the bundle

for the next few weeks.It's right next to my office.Look for these files’

too dumbfounded to

"Am I clear, Ms.Stewart?"

second, I

when his deep voice sent my

"Yes?"

and gasped when the

he had

files from my hands before I could drop them

took his blazer off and held it out for

at

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

as

"Thank you” I muttered.

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

the hell is

noticed the dampness near the area where I was holding

God!

say something but shut it again, having no idea how

I didn't have a lot of

"Mr.Sinclair."

knock