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

It’s starting to rain, nothing heavy just gentle rivulets of water running down the vast windows and it’s almost mesmerizing highlight the fact I’m tired. Last night it was hard enough to fall asleep but waking with my nightmare and then waking early has taken its toll on me. Lately I have been feeling the effects of living with someone who rarely sleeps. He’s up early and waking me with him or keeping me awake late into the night with sex or talking. I need to start being firmer with him, this fatigue that’s almost daily right now is a little annoying and making me more emotional.

There’s a soft knock on the door and Rosalie comes in as I turn to face her, still tucked up in Jake’s oversized chair.

“That’s me heading off, Emma, I’ve a doctor’s appointment, Margo said I could leave early.” She smiles widely at me, hovering by the door.

“Okay, Rosalie, thank you … Just go, I’ll probably head off soon.” I reply before using the desk to push my chair back around to the skyline, the sky is darkening over, threatening a proper rainstorm and I hope it doesn’t affect Jake’s flight coming back. The clouds are rolling and turning in the sky and it’s almost mystical to watch. I slide down, getting comfy. I always loved watching a good storm from the safe inner-warmth of a building. I hear Rosalie depart with the soft click of the door and settle down.

I’ll relax for a bit before calling for Jefferson to come get me, just enjoy the peace of Jake’s office and this amazing view.

* * *

I jump awake to a warm touch on my face and almost launch myself at my attacker violently, my heart lurching in fear, stuck in a memory of an unwanted man. Vicious me reacting to defend herself.

“Woah, hey … It’s me! It’s Jake!” Jake grabs my arms in alarm holding back my fists and lifting them over my head as I scramble to throw him off. It’s dark outside and I’m completely disorientated, panting, eyes darting around as I come to my senses, heaving breath as I realize it really is him.

I’m still in the office and it’s lit with low lights only used when the floor gets put into sleep mode, his face close to mine, stopping my struggle and let out a long low breath in relief. His grip loosens and he slides my arms back down slowly, eyes watching to make sure I’m fully awake.

is everyone

still half asleep, relaxing my tight muscles as he pulls me forward slowly and cautiously, pulling my face

with a tight grip around my waist so I’m nose to nose with him and sinks a proper kiss on me, finding no resistance, he deepens it passionately, taking my breath away before putting me on my own feet and leaning back to look at me with a much more relaxed expression. I think my little

time is it?” I ask weakly. He sighs and smiles at me shaking his head.

1.00 a.m., I got off my flight and Jefferson told me you never called him again … I tried calling you a thousand times, bambino.” A look passes over his face fleetingly, relief with a tinge of apprehension. “I came looking, wondering if I’d missed something … Like a fight

you

neck, between the open, top buttons at his throat, he tastes divine. I ached to be back like

… Last thing I remember was the rain starting to fall when Rosalie left work.” I sigh

to staying home?” He bends and scoops my legs up over his arm, lifting me in a bride to be hold, snuggling me close and adjusting until I’m molded against him, my arms comfortable around his neck.

He nods, and Jefferson appears from the shadows picking them up with my bag, and jacket and

you know?” I point out, enjoying being back in his arms, my nose against his neck, breathing him

walking effortlessly with my weight into the open elevator and just throws Jefferson another nod, indicating we’re ready. He presses the ground floor button and faces forward keeping his eyes on the doors and not on us.

carried to the car then?” I poke fun at him as his mouth comes to my forehead, lips

arms tighten around me, lifting me up a little higher, he plants a kiss on my mouth then lowers me back to previous height. “I’m taking you home where I expected to find

hits me. “Shit. I left my phone in your office, Jake.” I yelp and attempt a wriggle to be let

I found you, he told me it was switched off and charging.” He looks at me closely. “While I was waking my