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

“I don’t want to date Daniel Hunter.” I smile tightly, suddenly warm and a little claustrophobic but also deadly serious. Daniel is a creep.

Why does he have this knack of tilting me off keel? I don’t like it.

“He’s bad news with women.” He frowns at me, watching me closely and I have to look away for a second to stop the rise of heat running up inside of me and showing on my face.

“Bit like you then?” I smirk and catch the full width of that jaw-dropping smile from the corner of my eye. It’s unexpected and makes me smile too.

“I’m not bad news for women … I know how to treat them, whereas Daniel does not. He’s a typical playboy, he doesn’t care whose feelings he hurts.”

Irony.

He slips an arm around me, pulling me in against him, shielding me as we leave the elevator amid more flashes and clicks. This time I anticipate it and am more relaxed about the contact. I keep my eyes on the floor and try not to react to him, which is hard, considering he has me pressed very securely to that muscular frame and it’s not exactly unpleasant. He feels solid.

Outside I look up, blinking harshly as the sun glares cruelly at us and I lift my hand to shield my eyes. He slides his shades from his head onto my face in such a fluid movement that I’m taken by surprise and don’t react. He registers nothing on his face, just guides me to our car as it pulls up and he deposits me in the back before following me in. I suddenly get a little inkling of how the women he dates must feel; he’s attentive and in control, with great manners. He’s a gentleman. Pretty surprising for a guy who loves himself.

Very smooth, Carrero, unexpectedly smooth.

I hand them back in the dark confines of the car and he pushes them back on top of his head with a smile. A nothing but thanks kind of soft grin.

offload my notepad. Glad to be back in here and back to

should get better acquainted.” He looks out the window as we move off, watching the photographers fall back with disinterest. Tinted windows concealing us

I’m only your PA.” I’m surprised and too quick verbally to curb my stupid question. I

working for the execs on the lower floors, but I’ve certain tasks that my staff undertake. It’s why I took you on a recommendation and didn’t just dip into the temp

those of a PA?” I ask carefully. Being obtuse and

actual date. Less hassle. Your being unmarried and having no kids are part of the reason Margo singled you out from the list. She recognizes that you’re career oriented and like to go above

beyond? What the hell

trying to not mull over the fact he sometimes replaces dates with

more than thirty employees

was a job worthy of fighting over.” I blanche realizing just how lucky I was to

list; every woman this side of Manhattan would want to work for Jake Carrero. Work with him

get sick of the flights and hotels, Emma. I practically live out of a suitcase.” He sighs and once again

exciting; I long to travel, long to experience things

my chaperone anytime I need her. She’s missed out on so much of her kids’ lives.” He looks genuinely guilty about this. “Now her husband is retiring, and I think she feels it’s time to rekindle her marriage. So, she took the opportunity to find a more suitable assistant. Natalia has already decided that on her return, she won’t return to my office. She wants to offload some of her responsibilities and

somehow seeing a new side to him after this little encounter. Time alone has made me a

if we’re compatible enough to have the same kind of working relationship that