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? That

I'm not skipping my classes to

my arms

his callous look fell on me, which was soon

it was gone as soon

you were a very docile person.Seems to me

was wrong,’’ I said, knowing well that

his name until I met

to have caught

"What kind of stuff?"

the desk and leaned forward,

"You know,’ I shrugged.

amusement in his

for,

What could he mean by that?

his company.’ He pressed his lips into a thin

step away from being fired on my

be put on

I held my breath as he rounded his desk to

when he was

involuntarily getting up in

"Turn around."

My eyes grew wide.

"What?"

around, go to that cabinet and get all the

over his chest and

to find a sleek white cabinet in the

the files from

files, each containing a large bundle

desk and placed them on top of the bundle in

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

was too dumbfounded to

"Am I clear, Ms.Stewart?"

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

his deep voice sent my name reverberating

"Yes?"

and gasped when

realize he had

could drop

he took his blazer off and held

at him

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

I forget that? My cheeks heated up in embarrassment as I took his

"Thank you” I muttered.

me, frowning in the process while looking down

the hell is

noticed the dampness near the area where I was

my God!

my mouth to say something but shut it

wonder I didn't have a lot of friends

"Mr.Sinclair."

knock on the