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?

I'm not skipping my classes to sit here and

crossed my arms

look fell on me, which was soon

was gone as

a very docile person.Seems to me he was wrong.’’

was wrong,’’ I said, knowing well that Blake

his name until I met

have

"What kind of stuff?"

the desk and leaned forward, suddenly showing interest in

"You know,’ I shrugged.

that I really wish was true.’’ There was a glint of amusement in his eyes once more and a slight

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

mean by

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

from being fired on

be

he got up from his spot and I held my

was standing a few

up in fright and facing

"Turn around."

My eyes grew wide.

"What?"

cabinet and get

his arms over his chest and leaned against his

to find a sleek white cabinet in the

I collected all the files from the first shelf and walked

each containing a large bundle of

a few papers from his desk and placed them

papers have all 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 versions on her computer and make these corrections.Print

was too dumbfounded to

"Am I clear, Ms.Stewart?"

nodded and without wasting another second, I started walking towards the door while carefully balancing the files

when his deep voice sent my name reverberating all around the

"Yes?"

and gasped when the files

he had walked up to

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

he took his blazer off and held it

at him in

glitch.”My eyes grew wide as

forget that? My cheeks heated up in embarrassment as I took his blazer and slipped into

"Thank you” I muttered.

picked the files up and handed them back to me, frowning in the

the hell

area where I was holding

God! That's my

shut it

have a lot of friends

"Mr.Sinclair."

knock on the