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? That was

skipping my classes to sit here and do

my arms

his callous look fell on me, which was soon

gone as

docile person.Seems to me he

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

name until

seemed to have

"What kind of stuff?"

and leaned forward, suddenly showing interest in a

"You know,’ I shrugged.

that I really wish was true.’’ There was a glint of amusement in his eyes

wish for, Ms.Stewart.I'm

What could he mean by that? "Clearly

learning something at his company.’ He pressed his lips into a thin line, then took in a deep breath like he was stopping himself

step away from being fired on my very

should be put on

his spot and I held my breath as he

finally stopped when he was standing a few inches

involuntarily getting up in fright

"Turn around."

My eyes grew wide.

"What?"

and get

arms over his

in confusion to find a

all the files from the first shelf and

each containing a large bundle of

picked up a few papers from his desk and placed

will be your desk for the next few weeks.It's right next to my office.Look for these files’ original versions

was too dumbfounded

"Am I clear, Ms.Stewart?"

in a more authoritative tone.I nodded and without wasting another second, I started walking towards the door while carefully balancing the files in my

voice sent my name reverberating

"Yes?"

and gasped when the

didn't even realize he had walked up to

grabbed the files from my hands before I could drop them and placed them on a nearby

he took his blazer off and held it out

at

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

as I took his

"Thank you” I muttered.

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

the hell is

dampness near the area where

God! That's

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

a lot of friends in high

"Mr.Sinclair."

knock on