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

skipping my classes to sit here and do

my arms over

when his callous look fell on me, which was

gone as soon as

you were a very docile person.Seems to me he was

also said stuff about you.Guess he was wrong,’’ I said, knowing well that Blake

until I met him

have

"What kind of stuff?"

the desk and leaned forward, suddenly

"You know,’ I shrugged.

glint of amusement in his eyes once more and a slight

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

What could he mean by that?

into a thin line, then

one step away from being fired

should be put

spot and I held my breath

he was standing a few inches

up in fright

"Turn around."

My eyes grew wide.

"What?"

around, go to that cabinet and get all the files

over his chest and leaned against

to find a

all the files from the first shelf and walked back to

five files, each containing

few papers from his desk and placed them on top of the

next few weeks.It's right next to my office.Look for these files’ original versions on her computer and make 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

his deep voice sent my name reverberating

"Yes?"

when the files bumped into

didn't even realize he had walked up

before I could drop them and placed

he took his blazer off and held it out for

at

want everyone to notice your wardrobe glitch.”My eyes grew

as I

"Thank you” I muttered.

up and handed them back to me, frowning in the

hell

dampness near the area where I was holding the

God! That's my

say something but shut it again, having no idea how

didn't have a lot of friends

"Mr.Sinclair."

a knock on