The Carrero Effect - Falling for the Boss (Billionaire CEO)

Chapter 10

Crap.

I’m to do this while being stripped of all that makes me comfortable and confident.

“I see.” My insides turn icy cold and my face numbs.

“All you need to do is smile and look adoringly at me until we get into the suite where Daniel is staying.” Jake shrugs with one shoulder. He really sees no issue at all.

Yes, I’m sure that’s going to be easy.

“When are you leaving?” Margo presses, turning his hazy green eyes away from the scrutinizing he is doing over me.

“Now, if she needs to go home first … Where do you stay, Emma?” his eyes are back on mine, once again making me uneasy as he scans my attire.

I tell him where in West Sunnyside and he nods before moving off to call his driver. I hear him telling him to meet us at the rear of the underground parking garage as I try to pull myself back together.

“Take a notepad and pen in a handbag, anything else will look odd … It’s a preliminary meeting to thrash out the proposal, so take notes.” Margo soothes my nerves with a warm smile. Bringing my attention to her.

“Yes, Margo.” I answer blankly, head reeling with all of this and feeling overwhelmed suddenly.

“Emma?” She halts me with a gentle hand on my arm.

“Yes?” I pause at her sudden intense look.

“Try to relax around Jake … He’s actually very easy to hang out with.” She grins, but it does nothing to remove the tension building up inside of me.

I don’t want to hang out, I want to do my job.

* * *

Less than twenty minutes later, I’m in the back of a large SUV with tinted windows and I’m sitting mere inches away from him. My briefcase on my lap and a pen in one hand. I’m preoccupied, mulling over the weirdness of this request.

“That habit is at odds with how you present yourself, you know?”

I look up at his remark questioningly. The way he is regarding me, and half-smirking my way.

the hell is he talking

a strand of hair between my fingers, absent-mindedly twisting it. I drop it and still my hands

For god’s sake …

it

Nice move, Emma.

peeking at me from the

habit?” he presses

get nervous, Mr. Carrero,” I

perfecting the art of hiding it and for

comfortably, an arm on the

would not say that,

What would I say?

me nervous, if I’m being honest. I don’t know how

his tone is steady and quizzical, a hint of

really doing

at ease around you yet,” I answer, impressed with my diplomatic response under

told me I’m intimidating before.” His eyes twinkle mischievously, his focus on me

believe I actually said that,”

“You didn’t say no.”

how you perceived what I said.” I smile tightly, but he laughs that only further grates on me.

acts like you do around me!” he jests, pushing a foot against the door so he can lounge

mean? Because I don’t throw myself at

shrugs, un-phased by the statement he made

openly tell you they want to bed you, Mr. Carrero?” I ask pointedly. I already assumed this was the case, the fact he expects it is a

watching me closely still, his

out at the passing scenery, completely uncomfortable with the direction of this conversation, finding him highly inappropriate and praying to just

can get a

at me again and I try to ignore it, hating that his laugh is still nice

cast him

be so hard to have

he says in afterthought, turning

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