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?

not skipping my classes to

my arms over

look fell on me, which was soon replaced

as soon as it

very docile person.Seems to me he was

he was wrong,’’ I said, knowing well that Blake had never said a word about him

his name until I met

have

"What kind of stuff?"

leaned forward, suddenly showing

"You know,’ I shrugged.

There was a glint of amusement in his eyes once more and a

for, Ms.Stewart.I'm nothing like

What could he mean by that? "Clearly

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

being fired on my very

should be

up from his spot and I held my breath as he rounded his desk to walk in

when he was standing a few inches

found myself involuntarily getting up in fright and

"Turn around."

My eyes grew wide.

"What?"

that cabinet and get all the files from

crossed his arms over his

around in confusion to find

the files from the

containing a large bundle of

his desk and placed them on top of the bundle in

next to my office.Look for these files’ original versions on her computer and make these

too dumbfounded

"Am I clear, Ms.Stewart?"

nodded and without wasting another second, I started walking towards the

My feet stopped moving when his deep voice

"Yes?"

gasped when the files bumped into

he had

hands before I could drop them and placed them on a nearby

blazer off and held

at him

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

in embarrassment as I took his blazer and slipped

"Thank you” I muttered.

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

the hell

the dampness near the area where I was holding the

my God!

something but shut it again, having no idea how

didn't have a

"Mr.Sinclair."

a knock on the