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

classes to sit

crossed my arms over

on me, which was soon replaced by

as soon

were a very docile person.Seems to me he

knowing well that Blake had never said a

until I

to have caught

"What kind of stuff?"

the desk and leaned forward,

"You know,’ I shrugged.

of amusement

wish for, Ms.Stewart.I'm nothing

could he mean by that? "Clearly

company.’ He pressed his lips into a thin line, then took in a deep breath like he was stopping himself

step away from being fired

should be put

he got up from his spot and I held my breath as he rounded his desk to walk in my

was standing a few inches

myself involuntarily getting up in fright and

"Turn around."

My eyes grew wide.

"What?"

get all the files from

his arms over his chest and

find a sleek

I collected all the files

five files, each containing a large bundle of

up a few papers from his desk and

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?"

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

when his deep voice sent my name reverberating all

"Yes?"

gasped when the files bumped

didn't even realize he had walked up

I could drop

he took his blazer off and held it out for

at him

notice your wardrobe glitch.”My eyes grew wide as I remembered that my blouse was

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

"Thank you” I muttered.

to me,

the hell

near the area where

God! That's

to say something but shut it again, having no idea how

a lot of friends

"Mr.Sinclair."

was a knock