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

crossed my arms over

his callous look fell on me, which

it was gone as soon

said you were a very docile person.Seems to me

you.Guess he was wrong,’’ I said, knowing well

know his name until I met him in

seemed to have

"What kind of stuff?"

placed his elbows on the desk and leaned

"You know,’ I shrugged.

There was a glint of amusement in his eyes

you wish for,

What could he mean by

I was actually learning 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

be put

I held my breath as

he was standing a few

found myself involuntarily getting up

"Turn around."

My eyes grew wide.

"What?"

that cabinet and get all

over his chest and leaned against

find a sleek white cabinet

collected all the files from the first shelf

files, each containing a large bundle of

from his desk and placed them on top of the

all the 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 files’ original versions on her computer

was too

"Am I clear, Ms.Stewart?"

without wasting another second,

deep voice sent my name reverberating all around

"Yes?"

and gasped when the files bumped into

didn't even realize he had

the files from my hands before I could drop them and placed them

took his blazer off and held it out

at him

glitch.”My eyes grew wide as

embarrassment as I took his blazer and slipped into

"Thank you” I muttered.

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

the hell is

the area where I was

God! That's my

something but shut it again, having no idea how

I didn't have a lot of friends in

"Mr.Sinclair."

a knock on