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?

classes to sit here

my arms over my

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

gone as soon as it

very docile person.Seems to me he was

knowing well that

know his name until I met

to have

"What kind of stuff?"

desk and leaned forward, suddenly showing interest

"You know,’ I shrugged.

was true.’’ There was a glint of amusement in his eyes once more

wish for, Ms.Stewart.I'm

mean

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

away from being fired on my very first

be put on

up from his spot and I held my breath as he

he was standing a few inches

up in fright and

"Turn around."

My eyes grew wide.

"What?"

around, go to that cabinet and get all the

over his chest and

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

it, I collected all the files from the first shelf

five files, each containing a

up a few papers from his desk and placed them on

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

too dumbfounded to

"Am I clear, Ms.Stewart?"

nodded and without wasting another second, I started

voice sent my name reverberating all around

"Yes?"

around and gasped when

he had walked up to

I could drop them and placed them on

he took his blazer off and

at

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

as I took his blazer and

"Thank you” I muttered.

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

hell

noticed the dampness near the area where I was

God! That's

mouth to say something but shut it again,

I didn't have a lot of friends in

"Mr.Sinclair."

a knock