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

“She called … she needs to speak to you.” I cover, hiding the tremor in my voice. He looks both instantly annoyed and something else… wary.

“When?” The dark look is back, I hope that means he’s not happy about her call and not that I forgot to tell him. Not that I could be blamed. I was unconscious after all.

“Before I … dramatically met the floor.” I try a small smile, but he doesn’t look pleased, he’s glowering, at me.

No … Too soon?

I think he’s displeased in general. He frowns and picks his cell up from the table, slides it open with one hand. I have a moment of panic, wondering if I exited his text box but he doesn’t react, so I guess I did.

That was close! Stupid, Emma, really stupid.

He’s still holding me, keeping me upright and quickly sits me down in the seat nearby, before he presses his cell screen.

He’s going to call her right now! … Right here, with me sitting beside him?

I squirm, sure I don’t want to witness this at all.

“Marissa … You called?” he doesn’t sound friendly. There’s a long pause as he listens, and I don’t want to be here. I want the ground to open up and swallow me whole. He may think we’re back to just PA and boss, but my heart says differently. “I told you,” he snarls.

He sounds different. I’ve never heard him in lover mode and he actually sounds annoyed, and in asshole Carrero mode, but hey ho.

Don’t bother. I’ll call you,” he

I’m glad I’ve never met him in lover mode, because he’s being quite

what his dates get, then

back and forth listening.

…

to feign ignorance and seem like I’m engrossed in the edge of the table, picking at it. His voice was hushed, but not enough, so maybe he doesn’t know how much I heard. He

back in pissed and grumpy mode. Boss Carrero calling the shots. I don’t even react, just allow him to guide me and

***

tray of half eaten food by the

I hate the fact he’s calling her. I don’t know why, but from the moment I met her, I had this weird, gutsy inkling that I really didn’t like her at all. Far more potently than any of his other bimbos and I can’t explain it. It’s some female thing

hate that he’s calling a woman, completely unable to control my jealous pain inside and that sucks most of

* * *

the doctor is wrapping up her stethoscope after

sounds concerned. Well,

little rest and she’ll make a full recovery.” The doctor beams at him confidently, her swathe figure in a nice fitted gray suit and she has a lovely face. I like this doctor; she has gentle hands and an easy manner that makes me relax under

to notice how attractive she is

me she’d skipped meals and was overheated; I’m guessing she wasn’t drinking enough fluids either and she became a little overwhelmed. We need to take care of our bodies … She

he’s told me I need to drink more water too. The man should have shares in Evian, the amount he goes through in a

hotel bound until tomorrow, when we fly home,” he points out a tad rudely. The doctor smiles and nods. She