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 snaps at

never met him in lover mode, because he’s being

his dates get, then why the hell do they

dramatically, tense as he paces back and forth listening. Like a caged animal who is desperate

fucking cry … I’ll

and brain whirring at the attitude. I try to feign ignorance and seem like I’m engrossed in the edge of the table, picking at

even react, just allow him to guide me and stay quiet. My head whirling with the little snippet of conversation between Marissa

***

eaten food by the bed. He has a

and stalked off, closing himself in his own room. I know he’s calling her and despite his manner with her earlier, it still makes my heart constrict painfully. 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

woman, completely unable

* * *

as the doctor is wrapping up her stethoscope

he sounds concerned. Well, maybe …

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

she pass out then?” he doesn’t seem convinced and doesn’t seem to notice how attractive she is either. All

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 needs to acclimatize to Vegas weather, I think.” She throws me a wide smile and I return it; how could you not,

his arms crossed and scrutinizing me closely. He doesn’t look convinced and I know he’s inwardly cursing me about how many times he’s told me I need to drink more water too. The man should

to get enough rest, she’s hotel bound until tomorrow, when we fly home,” he points out a tad rudely. The doctor smiles