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.

say that?

my classes to sit here and do

arms over

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

gone as

docile person.Seems to me

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

even know his name until I met him

seemed to have

"What kind of stuff?"

and leaned forward,

"You know,’ I shrugged.

I really wish was true.’’ There was a glint of amusement in his eyes once more and a slight

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

could he mean by that? "Clearly

his lips into a thin

being fired on my very

should be put on

his spot and I held my breath as he rounded

was standing a few

involuntarily getting up in

"Turn around."

My eyes grew wide.

"What?"

cabinet and get all the files

his

turned around in confusion to find a sleek white cabinet in the

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

each containing a large bundle

picked up a few papers from his desk and placed them

have all 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’ original versions on her

too dumbfounded to

"Am I clear, Ms.Stewart?"

tone.I nodded and without wasting another second, I started walking towards

moving when his deep voice sent my name reverberating all

"Yes?"

gasped when the files

didn't even realize he

grabbed the files from my hands before I could drop them and placed

blazer off

stared at him

it, unless you want everyone to notice your wardrobe glitch.”My eyes grew wide as I

in embarrassment as I took his blazer and slipped into it,

"Thank you” I muttered.

me, frowning

hell

dampness near the area where

my God!

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

have a lot of friends in

"Mr.Sinclair."

knock