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 was so

I'm not skipping my classes to sit here and do

my arms over my

on me, which was

it was gone as soon

very docile person.Seems

wrong,’’ I said, knowing well that Blake had never said a word about him

even know his name until I met him

to have

"What kind of stuff?"

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

"You know,’ I shrugged.

true.’’ There was a glint of amusement in his

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

What could he mean by that? "Clearly

actually learning something at his company.’ He pressed his lips into a thin line, then took in a deep

one step away from being fired on my

should be put

his spot and I held my breath as he rounded his desk to

stopped when he was standing a few inches

getting up

"Turn around."

My eyes grew wide.

"What?"

get all

over his chest and

in confusion to find a

all the files from the first shelf and walked

files, each containing a large

picked up a few papers from his desk and placed them on top of the bundle in my

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

was too

"Am I clear, Ms.Stewart?"

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

voice sent my name reverberating all around

"Yes?"

when the

even realize he had

files from my hands before I could drop them and placed them on a nearby

he took his blazer off and

at him

glitch.”My eyes

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

"Thank you” I muttered.

them back to me, frowning in the process

the hell

noticed the dampness near the area where I was holding the bundle

God! That's

opened my mouth to say something but shut it

have a lot of friends in

"Mr.Sinclair."

a knock