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

Chapter 101

“What do you want to ask me, Emma?” He leans against the wall of the elevator and casually sprawls back, crossing a foot at the ankle over his other and perching his butt against the handrail. His hands are in his pockets and he’s looking at the floor. This is the Prince Carrero pose I’ve seen so many times before, relaxed, in his domain. I eye him up warily and sigh down my rejections to his manhandling.

“Ray Vanquis,” I utter quietly. He looks up, but I’m unable to meet his eyes. When I don’t say anything else, he stands upright and steps toward me.

“Has he contacted you?” his anger evident with each word. “What has he done? Has he hurt you?” His hand grabs my wrist, pulling me to him, harshly. There is a fire in his eyes, an instant rage almost boiling over. His body is hunched into me, as a sort of protective shield and his face is terrifying. Sharp angles and simmering fury.

“No, Jake, no … I promise.” I resist the urge to recoil knowing he’d never hurt me. He relaxes a little, letting me loose so I can move back, agitation over his face.

“I would kill him this time, I swear.” He grits his teeth then runs his hand through his cropped hair, trying to bring some calm to his demeanor, yet only messing up his neatness. I missed protective Jake, seeing him like this makes me ache and tugs at my heart as I watch him. The urge to fix that ruffled hair almost overwhelming me. His stance is rigid as though ready to fight.

“Jake …” I sigh, “I need to know what happened after Chicago?” I gaze at him, imploring his eyes to come to meet mine, frowning.

“Why?” He’s instantly evasive and my suspicions click in place.

“Something happened then?” His question confirms more than he’d have ever told me if I hadn’t brought it up.

“What makes you think that?” He’s trying his smooth, I can talk myself out of anything, routine, moving back to the wall, leaning against it, stiffly this time. I know this side of him. I know when he’s covering.

keep my tone gentle; I don’t want a fight. I just want the truth and going up against Jake with

Come home and not do anything?” His eyes flame with aggression and the heat rises in

and unsure. I’ve never known this side of Jake, and although I’m glad, I’m also scared by what he’s potentially

forward and closer to me, expelling the air from my lungs. I can’t think when he’s so close and moving

my cheek slowly, my body flinching but I don’t pull away. His touch igniting a million sensations across my

it. Don’t let him affect you.

are out of bounds, that should he ever reappear, there will be consequences, Emma … Worse than what I did to him in Chicago … That’s all.” His voice is low, our faces so close I can breathe him in and it’s heady. The ache to kiss him overwhelming me badly as he pauses

the elevator pings almost at his request and opens as two men get in and I nod at him,

with a satisfied smirk and returns to the elevator, eyes glued to me as the door closes between us, blocking him from view. I stand, transfixed, staring at the elevator doors, feeling like I’ve been ravaged. I hate that he does this to me

the crazy turmoil inside I move to another elevator and wait until a door opens to return to my floor. I need to get back to my desk where I can recover from all that is Jake and process what he’s just told

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mobile on. There’s already a notification waiting for me; an email from Jake. I

has sent you an

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