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

my classes to sit here

my arms over

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

it was gone as

a very docile person.Seems to me

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

know his name until I met

have caught

"What kind of stuff?"

desk and leaned forward, suddenly

"You know,’ I shrugged.

wish was true.’’ There was a glint of amusement in his eyes once more

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

What could he mean by that?

thin line, then took in a deep breath like he

being

should be

he got up from his spot and I held my breath as he

he was standing a few inches

myself involuntarily getting up in fright and facing

"Turn around."

My eyes grew wide.

"What?"

that cabinet and get all the files from the first

his chest

confusion to find

the files from the first shelf

each containing a

papers from his desk and placed them

next few weeks.It's right next to my office.Look for

was too dumbfounded to

"Am I clear, Ms.Stewart?"

second, I started walking towards the door while carefully balancing the files in my

moving when his deep voice sent my name reverberating all

"Yes?"

around and gasped when

realize he had walked up to

the files from my hands before I could drop them and placed

his blazer off and

at him

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

heated up in embarrassment as I took

"Thank you” I muttered.

up and handed them back to me, frowning in the

hell is

near the area where I was holding the

God! That's

mouth to say something but shut it again, having no idea how to

have a

"Mr.Sinclair."

a knock