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?

skipping my classes

arms

fell on me, which was soon

it was gone as

you were a very docile person.Seems to me he was

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

even know his name until I met him in

to have caught

"What kind of stuff?"

on the desk and leaned forward, suddenly showing interest in

"You know,’ I shrugged.

was true.’’ There was a glint of amusement in his eyes once more

wish for, Ms.Stewart.I'm nothing

could he mean by

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

one step away from being fired on my

should be put

and I held my breath as he

was standing

getting up

"Turn around."

My eyes grew wide.

"What?"

to that cabinet and get all the files

his chest and leaned against his

turned around in confusion to find a sleek white cabinet in

the files from the first shelf

were five files, each containing a large bundle of

from his desk and placed them on top

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

too

"Am I clear, Ms.Stewart?"

wasting another second, I started walking towards the door while carefully balancing the

stopped moving when his deep voice sent my name

"Yes?"

around and gasped when the

he had walked

could drop

blazer off and held it out for

stared at him in

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

forget that? My cheeks heated up in embarrassment as

"Thank you” I muttered.

me, frowning

hell is

dampness near the area

God!

mouth to say something but shut it again,

a

"Mr.Sinclair."

knock