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

skipping my classes to sit here

my arms over my

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

as soon

you were a very docile person.Seems to

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

even know his name until I

have caught

"What kind of stuff?"

and leaned forward,

"You know,’ I shrugged.

of amusement

for, Ms.Stewart.I'm nothing like

could he mean

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

from being fired

be put

my breath as he rounded his desk to

was standing a

involuntarily getting up in fright and

"Turn around."

My eyes grew wide.

"What?"

get all the files

his arms over his chest and

in confusion to find a sleek white cabinet in

all the files from

files, each containing a large bundle

and placed them on top of the bundle in my

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 each and arrange them in order like

was too dumbfounded to

"Am I clear, Ms.Stewart?"

wasting another second, I started walking towards the door while carefully balancing

moving when his deep voice sent my name reverberating

"Yes?"

and gasped when

realize he had walked up

before I could drop them and placed them on a

off and held it out for

at

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

up in embarrassment as I took his blazer and slipped into it, inhaling his intoxicated

"Thank you” I muttered.

them back to me,

the hell

area

my God! That's

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

have a lot of friends in

"Mr.Sinclair."

was a knock on the