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? That was

my classes to

crossed my arms over

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

gone as soon

you were a very docile

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

didn't even know his name until

have

"What kind of stuff?"

the desk and leaned forward, suddenly showing interest

"You know,’ I shrugged.

There was a glint of amusement in his eyes once more and a slight

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

mean by that? "Clearly you're

a thin line, then took in a deep

away from being fired

be put on

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

was standing a few inches

getting up in fright and

"Turn around."

My eyes grew wide.

"What?"

get all the

arms over his chest and leaned against his

confusion to find a sleek white cabinet in

it, I collected all the files

each containing a

and placed them on top of the bundle in

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

was too

"Am I clear, Ms.Stewart?"

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

stopped moving when his deep voice sent my

"Yes?"

and gasped when the files

realize he

grabbed the files from my hands before I could drop them

he took his blazer off

at him in

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

up in embarrassment as I took his blazer and slipped

"Thank you” I muttered.

to me, frowning in the process while looking down

the hell is

near the area

my God! That's

but shut it again,

I didn't have a lot of

"Mr.Sinclair."

knock