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 so

classes to sit here and

my arms over

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

gone as soon

docile person.Seems to me he was

I said, knowing well that Blake had never said

didn't even know his name until I met him in

to have

"What kind of stuff?"

his elbows on the desk and leaned

"You know,’ I shrugged.

was a glint of amusement

you wish for, Ms.Stewart.I'm nothing

could he mean by that? "Clearly

company.’ He pressed his lips into a thin line, then took in a

step away from being fired on

should be put on

got up from his spot and I held my breath as he rounded

when he was standing a

found myself involuntarily getting up

"Turn around."

My eyes grew wide.

"What?"

to that cabinet and get all the

over his chest and leaned against his

confusion to find a sleek white

collected all the files from the

five files, each containing a large bundle

and placed them on top

the corrections.Go to 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’

was too dumbfounded

"Am I clear, Ms.Stewart?"

second, I started

voice sent my name reverberating all

"Yes?"

around and gasped when the files bumped into his

even realize he

from my hands before I could drop them and

he took his blazer off and held it out

at

wardrobe glitch.”My

heated up in embarrassment as

"Thank you” I muttered.

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

the hell is

the dampness near the area where I was holding

my God! That's

say something but shut it again, having

a lot of friends

"Mr.Sinclair."

a knock on