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.

say that? That

my classes to

arms

his callous look fell on me, which was soon

gone as soon as it

you were a very docile person.Seems to me

he was wrong,’’ I said, knowing well that Blake had never

until I met

to have caught his

"What kind of stuff?"

the desk and leaned forward, suddenly showing interest in a

"You know,’ I shrugged.

of amusement in his eyes once more and a slight smirk forming on

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

he mean by that?

thin line, then took in

from being fired on my

should be put

I held my breath as he rounded his desk

stopped when he was standing a few

found myself involuntarily getting up in fright and facing

"Turn around."

My eyes grew wide.

"What?"

and get all the files from the

over his chest and

around in confusion to find a sleek white

files from

were five files, each containing a large bundle

his desk and placed them on top

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

was 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 my name

"Yes?"

when the files bumped into his

realize he

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

blazer off and

stared at him

want everyone to notice your wardrobe glitch.”My

heated up in embarrassment as I took his blazer and slipped into it,

"Thank you” I muttered.

up and handed them back to me, frowning in the

hell is

area where

God! That's my

something but shut it again, having no idea

wonder I didn't have a

"Mr.Sinclair."

was a knock