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?

I'm not skipping my classes to sit here and

crossed my arms over my

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

it was gone as soon

a very docile person.Seems

knowing well that Blake had never

until I met him

to have caught his

"What kind of stuff?"

elbows on the desk and leaned forward,

"You know,’ I shrugged.

wish was true.’’ There was a glint of amusement in his eyes once

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

What could he mean

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

should be put on

I held my breath as he rounded his

stopped when he was

getting up in fright and facing

"Turn around."

My eyes grew wide.

"What?"

that cabinet and get all the files from the first

his arms over his

in confusion to find a sleek white cabinet in

collected all the files from the first shelf and walked

containing a large

and placed them on top

for the next few weeks.It's right next to my office.Look for these files’

too

"Am I clear, Ms.Stewart?"

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

stopped moving when his deep voice sent my name

"Yes?"

when the files bumped

he had

hands before I could drop them and placed them on

off and held it out

stared at

it, unless you want everyone to notice your wardrobe glitch.”My eyes grew wide as I

My cheeks heated up in embarrassment as I took his

"Thank you” I muttered.

up and handed them back to me, frowning in the

hell is

near the area where I was holding the bundle

my God!

mouth to say something but shut it

I didn't have a

"Mr.Sinclair."

was a knock on the