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?

classes to sit

my arms over

look fell on

as soon

docile person.Seems to me he was

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

until

have

"What kind of stuff?"

elbows on the desk and leaned

"You know,’ I shrugged.

wish was true.’’ There was a glint of amusement in his eyes once more and a slight smirk forming on his

you wish for,

he mean by that? "Clearly you're

something at his company.’ He pressed his lips into a thin line, then took in a deep breath like he was stopping himself from

from being

be

and I held my breath as he rounded his desk to walk in my

was standing

up in fright and

"Turn around."

My eyes grew wide.

"What?"

cabinet and get all the files from the first

his chest

find a

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

were five files, each containing

desk and placed them on top of

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 computer and make these corrections.Print out five copies of each and

was too

"Am I clear, Ms.Stewart?"

and without wasting another second, I started walking towards the door while carefully

My feet stopped moving when his deep voice sent my name

"Yes?"

turned around and gasped when

even realize he had walked

I could drop them

took his blazer off and held

stared at him in

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

up in embarrassment as I took his blazer and

"Thank you” I muttered.

to me, frowning in the process while

hell is

near the area where I was holding

God! That's

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

have a lot of friends

"Mr.Sinclair."

was a knock