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

I'm not skipping my classes to sit here

arms

on me, which was

was gone as soon as it

very docile person.Seems to me he

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

name until I met him

seemed to have

"What kind of stuff?"

on the desk and leaned forward, suddenly showing interest

"You know,’ I shrugged.

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

for, Ms.Stewart.I'm

mean by that?

thin line, then took

being fired on my very first

be

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

was standing a

found myself involuntarily getting up in fright

"Turn around."

My eyes grew wide.

"What?"

cabinet and get all

arms over his chest and

find a sleek

files from the first shelf

were five files, each containing a large bundle

papers from his desk and placed them on top of the

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 files.Am

too dumbfounded to

"Am I clear, Ms.Stewart?"

tone.I nodded and without wasting another second, I started walking towards the door while carefully balancing

My feet stopped moving when his deep voice sent my name reverberating all around the

"Yes?"

turned around and gasped when the files

even realize he had walked up to

hands before I could drop them

off and held it

at him

your wardrobe glitch.”My eyes grew wide as I remembered that my blouse

heated up in embarrassment as I took his blazer and slipped into it,

"Thank you” I muttered.

the files up and handed them back to me, frowning

hell

area where I was

God! That's my

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

have a lot of friends in high

"Mr.Sinclair."

a knock