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.

that? That

my classes to sit

crossed my arms over

regretted my words when his callous look fell on me, which was soon replaced by a look of

as soon as

were a very docile person.Seems to

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

even know his name until

to have

"What kind of stuff?"

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

"You know,’ I shrugged.

amusement in his eyes

for,

What could he mean by that?

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 out

away from being

should be put on

my breath as he rounded

finally stopped when he was standing a few

getting up in

"Turn around."

My eyes grew wide.

"What?"

around, go to that cabinet and get

over his chest

around in confusion to find

collected all the files

containing a large

papers from his desk and placed them on top

right next to my office.Look for these files’ original versions

was too dumbfounded

"Am I clear, Ms.Stewart?"

without wasting another second, I started walking towards the door while

moving when his deep voice sent

"Yes?"

and gasped when the files bumped into

didn't even realize he had walked up

could drop them and placed them on

he took his blazer off and held

at him in

notice your wardrobe glitch.”My eyes grew wide as I remembered

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

the hell is

area where I was holding

God!

shut it again, having no

didn't have a

"Mr.Sinclair."

knock