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

my classes

arms over my

on me, which was soon

was gone as soon as it

a very docile person.Seems to

said, knowing well that Blake had never said a

until I met

seemed to have caught

"What kind of stuff?"

desk and leaned forward, suddenly showing

"You know,’ I shrugged.

really wish was true.’’ There was a glint of amusement in his eyes once more

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

he mean

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

one step away from being fired on my

should be

his spot and I held my breath as he rounded

when he was standing

getting up in fright and facing

"Turn around."

My eyes grew wide.

"What?"

around, go to that cabinet and get all the files

over his chest and leaned against

in confusion to find a sleek

all the files from the first

five files, each containing a large

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

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

too dumbfounded

"Am I clear, Ms.Stewart?"

wasting another second, I started walking towards the door

My feet stopped moving when his deep voice

"Yes?"

turned around and gasped when

even realize he had

before I could drop them and placed them on

off and

at him

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

up in embarrassment as I took his blazer and slipped into

"Thank you” I muttered.

picked the files up and handed them back to me, frowning in the process while looking down at

hell is

area where I was holding the

God!

something but shut it again, having no idea how to

wonder I didn't have a lot of friends in high

"Mr.Sinclair."

was a knock on the