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.

really say that? That was so

my classes to sit here and

my arms

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

as soon

very docile person.Seems

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

didn't even know his name until

have caught his

"What kind of stuff?"

the desk and leaned forward, suddenly

"You know,’ I shrugged.

amusement in his eyes once more

wish for,

could he mean by that? "Clearly

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 himself from lashing out

being fired on

be

my breath as he rounded his desk to walk in

he was standing a few

up in fright and

"Turn around."

My eyes grew wide.

"What?"

and get all

arms over his

in confusion to find a

the files from the first shelf and

each containing a large bundle

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

for these files’ original

was too dumbfounded to

"Am I clear, Ms.Stewart?"

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

feet stopped moving when his deep voice sent

"Yes?"

around and gasped when the files bumped into his

he had walked

before I could drop them and placed them on a nearby

his blazer off and

at him

you want everyone to notice your wardrobe glitch.”My eyes grew wide as

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

"Thank you” I muttered.

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

the hell

the area where I was holding the bundle

God! That's my

mouth to say something but shut it again, having no idea

I didn't have a

"Mr.Sinclair."

knock