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

Chapter 73

“What do you really want? Be honest … I might actually give it to you if you are.” I test him. He has the grace to look uncomfortable at least, and shiftily looks away. I can smell booze at this distance and it’s the first time I notice the yellow stained whites in his eyes. Maybe he’s a drunk. Maybe it’s drugs. I don’t care!

“I could do with a little help out … Get back on my feet, you know?” he answers sheepishly, barely able to look at me.

“You mean money?” I grit my teeth so hard it hurts my jaw. His face flushes and he nods.

“What is my middle name?” I snap suddenly. My frayed emotions kicking in and teen Emma sliding out impulsively.

“Ummm.” He moves back, blinking hard.

“What is my birth date?” I yell, this time loudly, voice shaking. He gulps and tries to look anywhere except me.

“Do you even know what age I am?” I scream in his face, fully erupting as his inability to answer consumes me and my composure dissolves. He looks like he’s going to run. I throw my hands up in exasperation and turn away before I truly explode.

“How much money do you need to get the fuck away from me?” I am so beyond mad I can barely think straight, heart pounding through my chest and head aching badly. I just want to curl up and cry right now. Body in full trembles.

“If it’s like that, then as much as you can spare.” He whispers, there’s a hint of success in his tone that hits like a final spear in my chest. Splicing agony.

I’m floored. I can’t even formulate a response; It rises up inside of me like a volcano about to blow out spectacularly. All-consuming, pushing down any rational thought, after the week I’ve had, the month I’ve had. The heartbreak I have sobbed through. The lack of self-worth because of men like this shithead right here.

I spin and impulsively slap him hard across the face, with the force of all my pent-up emotions of the last week and all the shit Jake has put me through. The strength of the impact stings my hand and I recoil, gasping in shock as it reverberates like a throbbing pulse through my wrist, shaking me back to sense.

the hell did I just

I’ve never actually lashed out and hit anyone just like that, with unprovoked violence. I can’t talk. I’m in as much shock as he is at what I just did. I just shake my head, words catching in my throat as I stifle a

gloomy darkness, tumble clumsily down a few steps, hurting my ankle and sink down onto the cold metal to let loose. My chest caving in, and I’m struggling for breath. My head is a jumbled mess

yanking my hair

assaulted a man in the elevator of my

get up. I can’t make my legs work. My breathing is labored as the sheer panic at

have to come here? Why did he have to ask

realization dawning on me like hitting a brick wall. The tears increase to fall thick and fast, realization I have

to do that? Could he not pretend, even for one minute, that I was worth more than

him, it still crushes me to know that the only value I have, to my own biological father, is in how much cash I can give him. I break down fully, howling, and falling to pieces. I can’t breathe, this pain is too much and now to top it off, I’ll be fired

vibrating fingertips; tears coursing down my face and my nose running wildly. I can’t think straight, I just need to feel grounded again, to feel safe. I need to hear his voice. I need my Jake

rings twice, and he answers

“Hello.”

Oh my god—he answered.

The wave of relief hitting me hard like a punch in my gut and I am momentarily stunned that he

speak, he must be able to hear my heavy breathing and pathetic

want him to be mad at me anymore, I need my friend, I need my Jake. I’m so

crying?” that shocked

it’s the only rational thing which forms in my head. I’m wiping my face with my sleeve, but it’s pointless as the tears are falling fast and

There goes my make-up.

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