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

He pulls me tighter; his mouth coming to my temple and presses softly. Exhaling warm air across my skin soothingly.

I’m beyond not fine. I’m devastated. She’s the thorn in my happily ever after that just ruins everything.

“This is the last thing I ever wanted. I want you and I want to just have us and a clear future … This shit with Marissa complicates things but all I can do is try to do the right thing at the same time as trying to make you feel better about it.” His nose brushes the side of my face as he places a gentle kiss on my temple again, over my hair. I relax slightly, as always, his touch soothing me even when my hearts shredding.

“I hate it,” I utter softly, finally. “I hate her.” The tears fill my eyes bitterly and he turns my face to him by holding my chin, coming close enough to inhale me.

“You’ll never have anything to be worried about when it comes to her …… I choose you; I’ll always choose you … She’s my past, I’m only putting up with her for the sake of this kid. If I had a choice, she would be nothing to do with my life at all. Our life.” He soothes me huskily.

“Why did you even go back to her?” I search his face imploringly, I’ve never understood it; he told me it was a drunken mistake, but I know how safety conscious he is when it comes to sex, he always carries protection. I ordered him bulk amounts to his apartment in the past. He also had his heart broken by this woman when he was a teenager and spent years after unable to commit to any girl because of her. It makes no sense to me that he would be able to spend just one night with her.

“Honestly? I don’t even remember it … I’m not saying that to make you feel better, I’m serious. I went to a party with Daniel and some guys I know, I was already far too drunk. I don’t even remember seeing her there, but I woke up in a strange bed beside her. I left. She hounded me for days after and I told her to forget it.” He shrugs, sighing, and holds me firmly. I should have known his rich, party-wild, idiot best friend would have been involved in him getting so drunk he couldn’t see straight.

“You don’t remember any of it at all?” I question dubiously. I’ve seen Jake really drunk and he always seemed to remember most of his nights, regardless.

“Seriously, Emma. I swear … You’ve never seen me as drunk as I can get. Last thing I can actually remember is downing shots with Daniel then waking up feeling like an elephant had stomped on my head and there she was, lying beside me. I felt like an idiot and got out of there as quickly as I could. I didn’t even wake her to say see ya!” His frown deepens as he tries to keep my eyes on his.

glance, he hadn’t been shy

the way she kept trying to make eyes at him, some unspoken

she showed up, I wanted to dump her ass over the side. I already knew I

pensively at the front of the plane aware we’re already climbing in the air so

from the second I met her.” I shrug

be anyway, we haven’t exactly been friends for a long time.” He pushes his arm further behind me, his other scooping my legs and lifts me onto his lap with a quick effortless movement. He sits me sideways across him, cradling me close so we’re nose to

in my life now because of circumstances and she would be gone in a second if there was no baby.” He holds me close so we’re forehead to forehead, I smile despite the pain in my chest and the doubts

to say.” My fingers trace his chiseled jaw, across the roughness of his stubble and seductive lips softly. Finding comfort

I can tell you anything.” He kisses me lightly, yet

bambino? What is it? … Don’t cry.” His hand comes up to smooth away the tears,

me so much and I clam up, the words won’t come.” I bury my face in his neck, wrapping my arms around him tightly, afraid he will disappear,

hard it was for you to tell me things, how much of a big deal it was that you told me the things you did. It still is. I know how much of an ass I was being, I talked to my mom a great deal after Sophie … Gained some insight into why you’re both this way. I’m not expecting miracles miele. I know I need to be patient

hard … Too shameful.” I cry against his T-shirt, dampening

strokes my hair, his face pressed against it. “Knowing there are things which haunt you, bella, they make me so angry. I want to be the one to take them away, I’ll always protect you.”

the kiss, pulling me hard against his chest, searing into instant