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 and

my arms

my words when his callous look fell on

it was gone as soon as

a very docile person.Seems to

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

his name until I met him

seemed to have caught his

"What kind of stuff?"

and leaned forward, suddenly showing interest in

"You know,’ I shrugged.

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

what you wish for,

he mean by that?

you 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 stopping

step away from being

be

held my breath

he was standing a

found myself involuntarily getting up in

"Turn around."

My eyes grew wide.

"What?"

to that cabinet and get all the files from the

his chest and leaned against his

confusion to find a sleek white

the files from the first shelf and walked back to

were five files, each containing a large

up a few papers from his desk and placed them on top of the

few weeks.It's right next to my office.Look for these files’ original versions on her computer and make these corrections.Print out five copies of

was too dumbfounded

"Am I clear, Ms.Stewart?"

authoritative tone.I nodded and without wasting another second, I started walking towards the

deep voice sent my name reverberating all

"Yes?"

turned around and gasped when the files bumped into

he

could

took his blazer off and held it

at him in

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

could I forget that? My cheeks heated up in embarrassment as I took his blazer and slipped into

"Thank you” I muttered.

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

the hell

noticed the dampness near the area where I was

God!

shut it again, having no idea

wonder I didn't have a lot of

"Mr.Sinclair."

knock