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.

really say that?

I'm not skipping my classes to

crossed my arms

his callous look fell on me, which

was gone as soon

docile person.Seems to me he was

about you.Guess he was wrong,’’ I said, knowing well that Blake had never said a

name until I

to have caught his

"What kind of stuff?"

leaned forward, suddenly showing interest in a

"You know,’ I shrugged.

I really wish was true.’’ There was a glint of amusement in his eyes once more and a slight smirk forming on his

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

mean by

his lips into a thin line, then

away from being

be put on

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

he was standing a

found myself involuntarily getting up in fright

"Turn around."

My eyes grew wide.

"What?"

that cabinet and get

his arms over his chest

to find a sleek white cabinet in

collected all the files from the first shelf and walked

containing a large bundle

from his desk and placed them on top

papers have all the corrections.Go 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

too

"Am I clear, Ms.Stewart?"

authoritative tone.I nodded and without wasting another second, I started walking towards the door

his deep voice sent

"Yes?"

around and gasped when the

didn't even realize he had walked

before I could drop them and placed them on a nearby

off and held it

at him in

want everyone to notice your wardrobe glitch.”My eyes grew

My cheeks heated up in embarrassment as I took

"Thank you” I muttered.

them back to me, frowning in the process while looking down at

hell is

area where I was

God!

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

a

"Mr.Sinclair."

knock