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?

classes to sit

my arms over my

my words when his callous look fell on me, which was soon replaced by a look

gone as soon as it

you were a very docile person.Seems to me

I said, knowing well that Blake had never said a word about him

didn't even know his name until I met him in his

have caught

"What kind of stuff?"

his elbows on the desk and leaned forward, suddenly showing interest

"You know,’ I shrugged.

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

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

What could he mean by that? "Clearly you're

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 was

from being fired on my very

should be put

spot and I held my breath as he rounded

when he was standing a few inches

myself involuntarily getting up

"Turn around."

My eyes grew wide.

"What?"

go to that cabinet and get all the files from

crossed his arms over his chest and leaned

turned around in confusion to find

all the files from

files, each containing a large bundle of

and placed them on top of the

to my office.Look for these files’ original

too dumbfounded to

"Am I clear, Ms.Stewart?"

and without wasting another second, I started walking towards the door while carefully

moving when his deep voice sent

"Yes?"

and gasped when

realize he had

before I could drop them and placed

took his blazer off

stared at him

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

as I took his blazer and slipped into it, inhaling

"Thank you” I muttered.

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

hell is

the dampness near the area where I

my God! That's

mouth to say something but shut it again, having no idea how to confess something

a lot of friends in high

"Mr.Sinclair."

was a knock on