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? That was

classes

my arms

look fell on me, which was soon replaced by

as soon as

a very docile person.Seems to

he was wrong,’’ I said, knowing well that Blake had never said a

his name until I met him in his

to have

"What kind of stuff?"

his elbows on the desk and leaned forward,

"You know,’ I shrugged.

a glint of amusement in his eyes once more

what you wish for,

could he mean

into a thin line, then

step away from being fired on my

be put

from his spot and I held my breath as he rounded

he was standing

up in fright

"Turn around."

My eyes grew wide.

"What?"

go to that cabinet and get

arms over his chest and leaned against

around in confusion to find

I collected all the files from the first shelf and

files, each containing a large bundle of

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

office.Look for these

was too dumbfounded

"Am I clear, Ms.Stewart?"

this time in a more authoritative tone.I nodded and without wasting another second, I started walking towards the door while

stopped moving when his deep voice sent my name reverberating all around

"Yes?"

and gasped when the

realize he had walked

from my hands before I could drop

he took his blazer off and

at him in

glitch.”My eyes grew wide as I remembered

in embarrassment as I

"Thank you” I muttered.

up and handed them back to me, frowning in

the hell is

dampness near the area where I was

God!

to say something but shut it again,

a lot of friends in

"Mr.Sinclair."

a knock