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

Chapter 86

Oh my god. Why would anyone want to cheat on him? I mean look at him. Why would she want to hurt him?

I shake my head as if I can’t believe it. I don’t want her to be the one.

Is she the reason he’s the way he is? Why he keeps women at arm’s length, and it’s just sex and fun? Did having his first love savagely rip his heart open make him unable to trust women in his life? Keeping them all at a distance, the way I do with everyone else.

“Why did you start seeing her again?” It’s out before I can stop it.

Do I want to hear him tell me how he’s never got over her? No, I don’t.

He shrugs and gazes at me intensely.

“It’s complicated.”

When is it ever not?

“Stop saying that,” I wail, instantly on my feet and I’m angry.

Why?

Because he’s my Jake. Not hers. I want him to want me, and only me; I know it’s never going to be that way and it ruins every part of me. Rages and burns that once, long ago she had exactly that and she threw it all away. She was a complete idiot!

“Emma … What do you want me to say?” he moves to me, and pushes me back to sit down, so he’s standing over me.

“You think I planned any of this shit?” he looks broken, eyes damp and face unreadable, yet somehow sad.

“Do you love her?” I ask of him, complete fear gripping me inside and I almost sob it out in desperation.

Not here. Not

can’t read it. I’m

“I don’t want to know.”

what you think,” he pleads, his body trying to cage me in

… What

shove him away, lost in teen Emma mode and rejecting contact, while my heart is

talk.” He’s trying to pull my arms to him, but I’m pushing him off. Marissa is right there in the next room, she’s pregnant with his baby. She’s the first love of his life. She’s the reason he avoids relationships. What am I supposed to

his hands off me. He lets me go and moves back rejected, he’s letting me leave, but I don’t want to go anymore. I

frown deepening. I can’t stay here, so I go into automatic pilot. I stalk toward the door, pulling up my hood, and don’t

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boat, and I think I may actually die this time. If my lungs don’t self-implode, I think my heart might.

sit on a bench cradling my head between my knees and I think I may even throw up; this isn’t my life … My life is calm and easy and straightforward. My job, my apartment, my responsibilities. They all slot into place and I manage them all well. This isn’t really happening. I’m in a parallel universe, or I’m dreaming. I’ll wake at any minute and this will all have been one long, bad dream. Except I know that it’s not. Meeting Jake has slowly changed it all, he is too potent to be around, changing me, changing

this how we got

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don’t know how long I’ve been, but I’m calm, and my tears have dried on their own, my face tight and swollen, but I don’t care anymore. I’ve been through so many emotions these past weeks; I think I’m slowly losing my mind. I’m definitely losing the grip

in the modern suite. There’s a light under Jake’s bedroom door. It halts me. Pain

going to be? There’s always going to be me, desolate, alone on one side, and Jake on the other side of

happened. Even if he told me he wanted me and only me,

I do that? Can he? Can

but surely that in itself is half the problem. We crossed the line and now I’ll never be able

I love him. – I think I already knew that

on me, his cell tossed carelessly in the center of the bed, beside mine. I guess he tried to call me and found mine left behind. He flits his gaze from the screen, up to me and closes it silently, without breaking eye contact. He looks every bit like the CEO he was the first time I ever met him. Mature and poised. In control. It

His voice is steady and deep, hoarse from tiredness as my inner confidence slides silently from deep

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