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

I catch Jake glaring at me across the table and stop twisting my hair for the fiftieth time; he’s been touchy this entire trip.

Who would have thought a week’s worth of screwing leggy bimbos actually made him more goddamn sulky?

I thought sex was meant to put men in a great mood, it must have been awful sex.

I look him up and down, trying to appraise that possibility.

I’m sure he couldn’t do bad sex, if I’m being honest. He has more stamina than most humans I know and he’s an attentive man naturally. I wonder if women can make sex shitty, even if they’re being bedded by a “sexpert”. Even though I don’t have carnal knowledge of his bed hopping habits, I am pretty sure his confidence is a great hint that he doesn’t have complaints in the bedroom.

He’s barking orders at his cell and I’m glad it’s not me on the receiving end. Bear with a sore head certainly suits his mood this past forty-eight hours. The lawyers are moaning and whining in the next room over his absence, and I’m sitting here waiting with pen in hand for the notes he wants me to take.

It’s after lunch and I’m hungry. We haven’t stopped to eat yet and my hair is sticking to my face in this oppressive heat. I regret not being able to tie it up and keep blowing it away.

We’re back in Vegas, same business, second time round and I wasn’t prepared for the soaring temperatures. I move in my jacket uncomfortably and catch another glare.

God’s sake!

He’s been all over me these past two days, tugging my hands out of my hair, slapping my fingers when I play with my pen, now I’m getting the eye assault for moving in my chair.

What’s eating grouchy?

I’m the model of professionalism ninety-nine percent of the time, he can’t be pissed over the one percent which fidgets under duress. Especially when he’s the cause of it.

“Emma?” He barks and snaps my attention up.

“What?” I sound equally narky, he’s been a bastard since the flight, he can have some nark back at him. He glowers at my tone of voice.

“I need those memos resent to Walters in New York; the idiot’s lost them on the system.” He’s still glaring like that’s my fault.

Great!

I sigh heavily and pull out my tablet, but he kicks my foot under the table, making me jump.

I react more from the fright than any actual pain, he

again and I bite my lip to

What the actual hell?

for?” I snap

pouting … and rolling your fucking eyes when I tell you to do something.” He snaps angrily and slumps back

Jake has a whole new level of pissed off, it

Fuck off!

about everything. He’s made me redo a

the love

for Jake, the moods of the last two days have been completely out of

kicking me breaks all sorts of employment rules,” I hiss.

scowling at the

not been in any flirty or fun jokey moods. If there wasn’t a room of stuffed shirts five feet away through a glass door right now, I would have chucked my pen at him, square in the face. And I would have

smile and mouth “Whatever you command!” I resist the urge to stick my fingers up at him.

“Emma Anderson.”

your help with some of Mr.

too, has she? What

“Go ahead.”

them.” She sounds nervous. I ask her to go through what she has and tell her they’ve to be printed and filed. I go through her concerns about some other matters and sign off. I like Rosalie, she’s precious, although she lacks initiative and confidence. If Jake has been bitching at that little cloud of sweetness, then he really is

never went through

because he can barely talk to me without

He slides his cell at me across the desk sharply. “Stay here and take any calls. I need to wrap this up.” He gives me a dark look, devoid of

Jerk.

Mr. Carrero.” I watch him stalk into the board room and shut the door noisily. He’s in aggressive boss mode, he’s probably going to bark at all the suits and have this meeting finished pronto. I shake my head at his back and concentrate on not sticking my tongue out. He really is trying my very last nerve, and

vibrates, and I swipe it open. I flinch at the name which appears on screen and

Marissa Hartley.

Jesus Christ!

I decide against it

Emma Anderson speaking.”

sounds shocked to find me