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?

classes to

crossed my arms over

words when his callous look fell on me,

gone as

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

was wrong,’’ I said, knowing well that Blake had

didn't even know his name until

have caught

"What kind of stuff?"

placed his elbows on the desk and leaned forward, suddenly

"You know,’ I shrugged.

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

you wish for,

could he mean by

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

one step away from being

be

from his spot and I held my breath as he rounded his desk

finally stopped when he was standing a

found myself involuntarily getting up in fright and facing

"Turn around."

My eyes grew wide.

"What?"

that cabinet and get all

crossed his arms over his chest

around in confusion to find a sleek white

over to it, I collected all the files from the first shelf and walked

containing

from his desk and placed them

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 each and

was too dumbfounded

"Am I clear, Ms.Stewart?"

and without wasting another second, I

voice sent my name reverberating all around

"Yes?"

when the files bumped into his

even realize he had

hands before I could

he took his blazer off and held it out

stared at him in

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

embarrassment as I took

"Thank you” I muttered.

picked the files up and handed them back to me,

hell is

dampness near the area where I was holding the bundle

God!

something but shut it again, having no idea how to confess something so

didn't have a lot of

"Mr.Sinclair."

knock