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

Chapter 71

It’s after midnight when I’m woken by the buzz of my cell sliding across my nightstand. I reach out to it, fuzzy from fatigue and blurry eyed, disorientated.

“Emma Anderson.” I breathe huskily without opening my eyes. I’m on auto pilot.

“Where are you?” That bark has me sit up with a start.

Crap. Jake!

He sounds pissed and I’m too frazzled with sleep for this, shocked awake with his surprise contact.

“New York,” I gulp, suddenly reeling by the fact he’s finally calling me.

Is he back on the boat?

I get a tinge of regret at leaving.

“You’re at your apartment?” he’s grumpy and coldly distant.

“Yes.” Is the only reply I can give; I sound so vulnerable and young it annoys me. There’s a silence and a tension crackling on the line. I rub my eyes in a bid to feel less zombie like, pinch my cheek to waken me up more, hands trembling.

“You cut your vacation short?” he starts, his voice softer, but still tinged with irritation.

“Yes … I wasn’t in the mood for any more surf and sun, Mr. Carrero.” I hope he hears the sarcasm in my voice. Did he really think I would stay out there without him and hang out with his friends for a full two weeks? Again, another agonizing silence.

“Good, because we need to be back at it … The Hunter merger has encountered issues. I need you at the office tomorrow.” He’s in business Carrero mode, all affection and humor devoid.

“Will you be there?” I’m trying to sound as cool as him, but that rising warmth of hope lift its head and I scold it back down.

Get a grip, Emma, stop being pathetic.

“No … I’m still elsewhere … You can handle things for a couple of days.” A curt response and I want to cry.

childish and weak … He’s caught me off guard. I’m half asleep and crumbling at the way he’s being, still aching for

Jake. It’s obvious that whatever he left for, is still in his head, that despite the distance, he isn’t going to talk about it. He’s making

a haughty head

fuck you very much, Mr. Cold and Moody, Yes, sure,

the rest of your trip.” I press sarcastically, knowing that will only piss

it has the desired effect and I’m glad he hangs up before the sob surfaces. The wound in my chest turning into a

fucking hate you

cell across the room, uncaring if

I don’t want to work for an ego maniac with a constant fucking hard

Chapter 26

tan, and natural highlights. She gushes a little too much at how I look, and I’m forced to coolly look her down, to get

in half a morning. I walk through to Jake’s office and dump the files on his desk, I like that they scatter messily, and I don’t bother straightening them. I quell the urge to push over his desk tidy beside

I’m still as pissed as ever and right now; the thought of resignation

I’m going to do that, I’d rather say it to his

at Mr. Carrero’s earliest convenience, he will arrange another meeting. I smooth over the fine particulars and swell with satisfaction that I’m more

pander to his ego

I snap up to see the force that is Carrero

Hell.

like all of Jake’s worst traits, amplified tenfold, and

I smile brightly and smooth down my

not on business.” He balks at me, and

across my waist and smile brightly, the urge to fidget is strong in his presence, must be a family trait, having that sort of intimidation over me but I

ignoring my calls.” He rages at

least I’m not the only one. He was ignoring Leila too apparently,

want to hear

hard considering he’s also

I sulk inwardly.

I

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