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.

really say that?

skipping my classes to sit here and do

crossed my arms over my

his callous look fell on me, which was soon replaced by

gone as soon as

docile person.Seems to me he was

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

even know his name until I met

have

"What kind of stuff?"

on the desk and leaned

"You know,’ I shrugged.

a glint of amusement in his eyes once more

you wish for,

mean by that?

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 first

be

held my breath as he rounded his desk to walk

was standing a few

involuntarily getting up in fright and

"Turn around."

My eyes grew wide.

"What?"

cabinet and get all the files

over his

confusion to find

collected all the files from the first shelf and

were five files, each containing a large

and placed

desk, which will be your desk for the next few weeks.It's right next to my office.Look for these

was 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 the files

moving when his deep voice sent

"Yes?"

around and gasped when the files

he

grabbed the files from my hands before I could drop them

his blazer off

stared at him in

want everyone to notice your wardrobe glitch.”My eyes grew wide as I

in embarrassment as I took his blazer and

"Thank you” I muttered.

handed them back to me, frowning in the process while looking down at his

the hell is

noticed the dampness near the area where

God! That's

shut it

a lot of friends in high

"Mr.Sinclair."

knock