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

Chapter 20

Felicity makes a beeline for his room with her overnight bag, eyeing us weirdly, but he makes no attempt to follow. As she disappears his expression changes back to full blown frown mode.

“Who was it?” serious, no-nonsense boss tone.

Ughhhh!

I should have known better … He’s hard to palm off even on a good day.

God dammit, Jake.

I turn away breezily, I know he won’t let up … he’ll cancel dinner and stay here if I say nothing. There’s no point being evasive when he has that look on his face, so I resign myself to caving.

“My sperm donor.” I wave an airy hand as though I’m saying something non-important, but I can already feel the tension in my face. I’m glad I’m looking toward the open door of my room away from him and pull out my cell to cradle in the charging dock on the table beside it.

“Your father?” he sounds surprised.

You and me both.

“Yep.” I look around quickly for a distraction, so I don’t need to turn and look at him. I spot his personal tablet on the table nearby and lift it to scroll iTunes, to turn on music. It’s the best I can muster when he’s moved so close.

“You’ve never mentioned a father.” His tone is serious and gentle, body a little too close for comfort.

“I don’t have need to. There’s nothing to mention … I don’t know him.”

“So, why is he calling? It didn’t sound like nothing, Emma. You definitely didn’t sound happy.” He’s moved closer to me, invaded by his body heat emanating against my spine. So close he is touching me.

once in my life and it was brief. I don’t

runs but he’d been disappointed to find that she was as penniless as the charity itself. Sadly sure, that she would be swathed in dollars, and able to help him out

thinks I’m loaded and

He’s standing so close to me that I’m tickled by his breath against my hair. I move away quickly, tense, and jumpy; I need head space

some much-needed distance, and finally

seems to think better of it and the frown on his brow lets up as though the

winks and there it is, back in full

sure I could sue you for

twitching at me as though making threats. I swat him away, he’s not against threats of tickle torture in times of need. Not that

feeling vulnerable in front of anyone,

is never shy, is

doesn’t answer, just steps forward quickly and shoves me into my room so that I almost lose my balance and

blows me a kiss and a wave before walking across the suite to his

this, not with

door quickly. Leaning back against it for a

did he think he

my throat and shake it off. I won’t succumb to tears over

* * *

I come out flushed and breathless and figure I maybe should have gone

in the shower an hour and they must have left for dinner. It feels good to be able to chill out and have some alone time though. I mulled over

a sucker for a goddamn sob story. She needs to get a

the last few weeks on Jake’s arm at various functions. I guess he figures I’ve hit a goldmine and wants to see what he can get out of me. I push the bile down in my throat bitterly as I think

A money grabbing

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