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

skipping my classes to sit here and do

arms

look fell on me,

was gone as soon as

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

wrong,’’ I said, knowing

name until I met him in

seemed to have

"What kind of stuff?"

placed his elbows on the desk and leaned forward, suddenly showing interest in a

"You know,’ I shrugged.

a glint of amusement

for, Ms.Stewart.I'm nothing like

mean by that? "Clearly

actually learning something at his company.’ He pressed his lips into a thin line,

being fired on my

should be

from his spot and I held my breath

when he was standing a few inches

involuntarily getting up

"Turn around."

My eyes grew wide.

"What?"

get all

over his

to find a

all the files from the first shelf and walked back to

containing a large

desk and placed them on top of

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 copies of each and arrange them

was too dumbfounded to

"Am I clear, Ms.Stewart?"

nodded and without wasting another second, I started walking towards the

My feet stopped moving when his deep voice sent my name

"Yes?"

around and gasped when the files bumped into his

realize he

from my hands before I could drop them and placed them

blazer off and held it

at him in

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

as I took his

"Thank you” I muttered.

them back to me, frowning in the process

the hell is

the dampness near the area where I was

God!

shut it again, having no idea how

didn't have a lot

"Mr.Sinclair."

knock on