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?

skipping my classes to sit here and

my arms over

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

gone as soon

docile person.Seems to me

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

until I met

to have caught

"What kind of stuff?"

desk and leaned forward,

"You know,’ I shrugged.

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

you wish for, Ms.Stewart.I'm

he mean by that? "Clearly you're

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

being

should be put on

spot and I held my breath

when he was

involuntarily getting up in fright and facing

"Turn around."

My eyes grew wide.

"What?"

cabinet and get

over his chest and

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

collected all the files from the first shelf

files, each containing a large

papers from his desk and placed them on top of

next to my office.Look for

too dumbfounded

"Am I clear, Ms.Stewart?"

more authoritative tone.I nodded and without wasting another second, I started walking towards the door

voice sent my name

"Yes?"

around and gasped when the files bumped

he

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

off and held it

stared at

your wardrobe glitch.”My

cheeks heated up in embarrassment as I took his blazer and slipped into it, inhaling

"Thank you” I muttered.

them back to me, frowning

hell is

the dampness near the area where I was holding

God! That's my

to say something but shut it again,

a lot of friends in high

"Mr.Sinclair."

was a knock on