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

I'm not skipping my classes to

my arms over my

his callous look fell on me, which

it was gone as

said you were a very docile

stuff about you.Guess he was wrong,’’ I said, knowing well that Blake had never said a word about him

name until I met

to have

"What kind of stuff?"

the desk and leaned forward, suddenly showing interest in a futile

"You know,’ I shrugged.

a glint of amusement in his eyes once

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

he mean by

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

one step away from being fired

be put

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

when he was standing

involuntarily getting up in

"Turn around."

My eyes grew wide.

"What?"

and get all

his chest and

find

I collected all the files from the first shelf and

containing

desk and placed

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

too

"Am I clear, Ms.Stewart?"

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

voice sent my name reverberating

"Yes?"

when the

he had walked

my hands before I could drop them and placed them

he took his blazer off and held

at

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.

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

the hell

noticed the dampness near the area where

God!

shut it again, having no idea how

wonder I didn't have a lot of friends

"Mr.Sinclair."

knock on the