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.

that? That

skipping my classes to

my arms over

look fell on me, which was soon replaced by a look of

gone as soon

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

you.Guess he was wrong,’’ I said, knowing well that Blake had never

even know his name until I met

have caught his

"What kind of stuff?"

leaned forward, suddenly showing interest in

"You know,’ I shrugged.

was a glint of amusement in his eyes once more and

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

could he mean by that? "Clearly you're

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

one step away from being fired on my very first

should be

and I held my breath as he rounded his desk

he was

up in fright

"Turn around."

My eyes grew wide.

"What?"

around, go to that cabinet and get all the

crossed his arms over his chest and

to find a sleek

the files from the first shelf and walked

containing a

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

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

too dumbfounded to

"Am I clear, Ms.Stewart?"

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

stopped moving when his deep voice sent my name reverberating all around the

"Yes?"

gasped when the files bumped into

didn't even realize he had

my hands before I could drop them and placed

off and

at

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

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

"Thank you” I muttered.

them back to me, frowning in the

hell is

the area where I was holding

God!

but shut it again,

I didn't have a lot of friends

"Mr.Sinclair."

a knock