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.

he really say that? That was

skipping my classes to sit here

crossed my arms

on me, which was

it was gone as soon

a very docile person.Seems to

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

know his name until I met

have caught his

"What kind of stuff?"

and leaned forward, suddenly showing interest in

"You know,’ I shrugged.

amusement in his eyes

for, Ms.Stewart.I'm nothing

could he mean

lips into a thin line, then took in a deep breath like he was stopping himself from lashing

one step away from being fired on my very

be

up from his spot and I held my breath as he

when he was

up

"Turn around."

My eyes grew wide.

"What?"

that cabinet and get all the files from the

over his chest and leaned against his

find a sleek white cabinet in

collected all the files from the first shelf

each containing

a few papers from his desk and placed them on top of the bundle in my

office.Look for these files’ original versions on her computer and make these corrections.Print out five copies of

too

"Am I clear, Ms.Stewart?"

in a more authoritative tone.I nodded and without wasting another second, I started walking towards the door

when his deep voice

"Yes?"

turned around and gasped when the files bumped

even realize he had walked up to

I could drop them and placed them on

took his blazer off and held

stared at

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

My cheeks heated up in embarrassment as I took his blazer

"Thank you” I muttered.

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

hell is

near the area where I

my God!

it again, having no idea

have a lot of friends

"Mr.Sinclair."

was a knock