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

my classes to sit

arms over

callous look fell on me, which was soon

as

said you were a very docile person.Seems to

you.Guess he was wrong,’’ I said, knowing well that

didn't even know his name until

have caught

"What kind of stuff?"

the desk and leaned forward, suddenly showing interest in a

"You know,’ I shrugged.

stuff.Stuff 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

could he mean by that? "Clearly you're

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 himself from lashing

one step away from being fired on my

be

spot and I held my breath as he

stopped when he was standing

getting up

"Turn around."

My eyes grew wide.

"What?"

get all the files from

his chest

find

files from the first shelf and walked back to

were five files, each containing a

from his desk and placed them

office.Look for these files’ original

too dumbfounded to

"Am I clear, Ms.Stewart?"

another second, I started walking towards

stopped moving when his deep voice sent my name reverberating

"Yes?"

gasped when the files bumped

even realize he had walked

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

he took his blazer off and

stared at him in

notice your wardrobe glitch.”My eyes grew wide

cheeks heated up in embarrassment as I took his

"Thank you” I muttered.

me, frowning in the process while

the hell

the area where I was holding

my God! That's

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

didn't have a lot of friends in high

"Mr.Sinclair."

knock