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.

that? That

classes to sit

arms over

fell on

was gone as

docile person.Seems to me he

said, knowing well that

his name until I met

have caught his

"What kind of stuff?"

desk and leaned forward, suddenly

"You know,’ I shrugged.

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

you wish for,

mean

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

one step away from being fired on my very first

should be put on

he got up from his spot and I held my breath

he was standing a few

involuntarily getting up in fright

"Turn around."

My eyes grew wide.

"What?"

cabinet and get

his chest and leaned against his

in confusion to find a sleek white cabinet

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

were five files, each containing a large

from his desk and placed them on top of the

weeks.It's right next to my office.Look for these files’ original versions on her computer and

too dumbfounded to

"Am I clear, Ms.Stewart?"

asked, this time in a more authoritative tone.I nodded and without wasting another second, I started walking towards

voice sent my name reverberating

"Yes?"

around and gasped when the

realize he had walked up to

hands before I could drop them and placed them on a

blazer off and held it out for

at him in

wardrobe glitch.”My eyes grew wide

embarrassment as I took

"Thank you” I muttered.

them back to me,

hell is

noticed the dampness near the area where I was

my God! That's

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

I didn't have a lot of friends in

"Mr.Sinclair."

knock on the