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 was

classes to

arms

my words when his callous look fell on me, which was

as soon as it

a very docile person.Seems

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

his name until I met him in

seemed to have

"What kind of stuff?"

the desk and leaned forward,

"You know,’ I shrugged.

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

for, Ms.Stewart.I'm nothing like

mean by that? "Clearly you're

something at his company.’ He pressed his lips into a thin line, then took in a deep breath like

step away from being fired on my

be

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

stopped when he was standing a few inches

up in fright and facing

"Turn around."

My eyes grew wide.

"What?"

go to that cabinet and get all the files from the first

crossed his arms over his

find a sleek

I collected all the files from the

five files, each containing a

and placed

right next to my office.Look for these

too dumbfounded

"Am I clear, Ms.Stewart?"

another second, I started walking towards the door

his deep voice sent

"Yes?"

when the

he had walked

hands before I could drop them and placed

blazer off and held it out for

stared at him

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

as I took his blazer

"Thank you” I muttered.

handed them back to me, frowning in the process while looking down at

the hell

dampness near the area where

God! That's

say something but shut it again, having no idea

a lot of friends in high

"Mr.Sinclair."

was a knock on