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.

and crumbling at the way he’s being,

whatever he left for, is still in his head, that despite the

a haughty head and pushes feeble out of

Moody, Yes, sure, I shall jump, because you’ve

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

effect and I’m glad he hangs up before the sob surfaces. The wound in my

fucking hate you

across the room,

I’ll resign. I don’t want to work for an ego maniac with a constant

Chapter 26

assistant, Rosalie, greets me warmly and compliments my hair, tan, and natural highlights. She gushes a little too much at how I look, and I’m forced to coolly look her down, to

are nothing and could have been handled by anyone involved, there is no need for me to be here at all. The lawyers have handled mostly everything, and the minor details are rectified in half a morning. I walk through to Jake’s office and dump the files on

yourself,” I mutter and toss his pen on top. It’s fair to say I’m still as pissed as ever and right now; the thought of resignation is swirling in

rather say it to his

will arrange another meeting. I smooth over the fine particulars and swell with satisfaction that I’m more than

I need him for anyway? To pander to his ego

me from my reverie at my desk, as I snap up to see the force that is Carrero senior, stalking in. I stand

Hell.

traits, amplified tenfold, and stuck

Mr. Carrero, sir, he returns on Friday.” I smile brightly and smooth down my skirt impulsively as he always makes me feel so nervous. He’s very commandeering in a

He balks at me, and

to

calls.”

not the only one. He was ignoring

to hear from him today,”

hard considering he’s also ignoring

I sulk inwardly.

sir.” I answer,

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