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.

he really say that? That was

I'm not skipping my classes to sit

crossed my arms over

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

as soon as it

were a very docile person.Seems to me

you.Guess he was wrong,’’ I said, knowing well that Blake had never said a word about him

until I met

to have

"What kind of stuff?"

his elbows on the desk and leaned forward, suddenly showing

"You know,’ I shrugged.

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

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

What could he mean by that? "Clearly you're

thin line, then took in a deep breath like he was stopping himself from lashing out at

step away from being fired on

should be

his spot and I held my breath as he rounded

finally stopped when he was

getting up in fright and facing

"Turn around."

My eyes grew wide.

"What?"

and get

arms over his chest and leaned against

turned around in confusion to find a sleek

collected all the files

five files, each containing a large bundle of

desk and placed them

desk, which will be your desk for the next few weeks.It's right next to my office.Look for these

was too

"Am I clear, Ms.Stewart?"

time in a more authoritative tone.I nodded and without wasting another second, I started walking towards the door while carefully balancing

stopped moving when his deep voice

"Yes?"

around and gasped when the files bumped into

even realize he had

from my hands before I could drop them and placed them on

blazer off

at him

want everyone to notice your wardrobe glitch.”My eyes grew wide as I remembered that my blouse was

as I took his blazer and

"Thank you” I muttered.

back to me, frowning in the process while

hell

the area where I was

my God! That's my

it again, having no

wonder I didn't have a lot of friends in high

"Mr.Sinclair."

knock