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.

he really say that?

my classes to sit here and do

arms

on me, which was soon

it was gone as

very docile person.Seems to me he

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

didn't even know his name until I met

seemed to have

"What kind of stuff?"

placed his elbows on the desk and leaned forward,

"You know,’ I shrugged.

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

wish for,

mean by

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

away from being fired on my very first

be put on

got up from his spot and I held my breath as he rounded

finally stopped when he was

myself involuntarily getting up in

"Turn around."

My eyes grew wide.

"What?"

go to that cabinet and get all the files

crossed his arms over his chest

find

collected all the files from the first shelf and walked

containing

picked up a few papers from his desk and placed them on

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 out five copies of each and arrange them in order like these

was too dumbfounded

"Am I clear, Ms.Stewart?"

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

moving when his deep voice sent my name

"Yes?"

and gasped when the files bumped into

even realize he had walked

from my hands before I could drop

off and held it out for

stared at

it, unless you want everyone to notice your wardrobe glitch.”My eyes grew wide as I remembered that my blouse

My cheeks heated up in embarrassment as I took

"Thank you” I muttered.

them back to me, frowning in the process while

hell

the dampness near the area where I was holding the

God! That's my

shut it

a

"Mr.Sinclair."

was a knock on the