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? That was so

skipping my classes to sit here

crossed my arms

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

it was gone as soon as

said you were a very docile person.Seems to me

wrong,’’ I said, knowing well that Blake had

until I met him

to have

"What kind of stuff?"

desk and leaned

"You know,’ I shrugged.

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

for, Ms.Stewart.I'm nothing like

he mean by that?

you see, I was actually learning something at his company.’ He pressed his lips into a thin line,

away from being fired on

should be put

up from his spot and I held my breath as he

when he was standing a few inches

up

"Turn around."

My eyes grew wide.

"What?"

around, go to that cabinet and get all the files from the first

crossed his arms over his chest and leaned against

turned around in confusion to find a sleek white

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

containing

desk and placed them on top of

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 arrange them in

too dumbfounded to

"Am I clear, Ms.Stewart?"

another second, I started walking

feet stopped moving when his deep voice sent my name reverberating all

"Yes?"

gasped when the files bumped

even realize he had walked up to

files from my hands before I could

took his blazer off and held

at him

it, unless you want everyone to notice your wardrobe glitch.”My eyes grew wide as I remembered that

embarrassment as I took his blazer and slipped into it,

"Thank you” I muttered.

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

the hell is

near the area where I was holding the

God! That's

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

didn't have a lot of

"Mr.Sinclair."

knock on the