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

I'm not skipping my classes to sit here

arms over my

fell on me,

was gone as

said you were a very docile person.Seems

you.Guess he was wrong,’’ I said, knowing well that

until

to have

"What kind of stuff?"

placed his elbows on the desk and leaned forward, suddenly showing interest

"You know,’ I shrugged.

glint of amusement in

for, Ms.Stewart.I'm nothing

What could he mean by

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 at

step away from being fired on

be put

his spot and I held my breath

finally stopped when he was standing a

found myself involuntarily getting up

"Turn around."

My eyes grew wide.

"What?"

that cabinet and get all the

his arms over his

around in confusion to find a

the files from the

were five files, each containing a large bundle of

his desk and placed them on top of

my office.Look for these files’ original versions on her computer and make these corrections.Print out five copies of each and arrange

was too

"Am I clear, Ms.Stewart?"

authoritative tone.I nodded and without wasting another second, I started walking towards the door while

moving when his deep voice

"Yes?"

when

he

from my hands before I could drop them and placed

he took his blazer off

at him in

wardrobe glitch.”My eyes grew wide as I remembered

embarrassment as I took his

"Thank you” I muttered.

to me, frowning in the process while looking

hell is

the area where I

my God!

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

didn't have a lot of

"Mr.Sinclair."

knock on the