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?

skipping my classes

crossed my arms

look fell on

was gone as soon as it

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

said, knowing well that Blake had never said a word about

name until I met him in

have caught

"What kind of stuff?"

desk and leaned forward, suddenly showing interest

"You know,’ I shrugged.

was a glint of amusement in

you wish for,

mean by that? "Clearly you're

a thin line, then took in a

one step away from being fired on my

should be put

from his spot and I held my breath

was standing a

up in fright and facing

"Turn around."

My eyes grew wide.

"What?"

get all the files from the first

his

to find a sleek white cabinet in the

collected all the files from the

were five files, each containing a large bundle of

his desk and placed them on

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

was too dumbfounded to

"Am I clear, Ms.Stewart?"

a more authoritative tone.I nodded and without wasting another second, I

moving when his deep voice sent

"Yes?"

turned around and gasped when the files bumped

realize he had walked up to

my hands before I could drop

took his blazer off and

stared at him in

unless you want everyone to notice your wardrobe glitch.”My eyes grew wide as I remembered that my blouse was

My cheeks heated up in embarrassment as I took his blazer and slipped into it,

"Thank you” I muttered.

back to me, frowning in the process while looking down at his

the hell is

area where I

my God! That's

to say something but shut it again, having

have a lot of friends

"Mr.Sinclair."

was a knock