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.

say that? That was so

classes to sit here and

my arms

when his callous look fell on me, which

it was gone as

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

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

until

have

"What kind of stuff?"

the desk and leaned forward, suddenly showing interest in a

"You know,’ I shrugged.

that I really wish was true.’’ There was a glint of amusement in his eyes once more and a

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

he mean by

his lips into a thin line, then took in a deep breath like he was stopping himself from

from being fired

be put

spot and I held my

stopped when he was standing a

myself involuntarily getting up

"Turn around."

My eyes grew wide.

"What?"

that cabinet and get all the files from the

over his chest

turned around in confusion to find a

to it, I collected all the files from the first

containing a large bundle of

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

to my secretary's desk, which will be your 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

too

"Am I clear, Ms.Stewart?"

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

deep voice sent my

"Yes?"

gasped when the files bumped into his

he had walked up

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

blazer off

at him in

you want everyone to notice your wardrobe glitch.”My eyes grew wide as I remembered that my blouse was

forget that? My cheeks heated up in embarrassment as I took his blazer and slipped into

"Thank you” I muttered.

up and handed them back to me, frowning in the process while looking down at his

hell

the area where I was holding

God! That's my

it again, having no idea how

didn't have a lot of friends

"Mr.Sinclair."

was a knock