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

Chapter 170

“Regardless to whether you do or don’t, I told you we had reshuffled our job roles. This is just an informality required by legal.” He leans down kissing me on the temple before moving off with the rest of his papers to the table and sitting down. Picking up both the credit card and the contract, I walk over and toss them down in front of him, folding my arms stubbornly.

You will not buy me or control me this way!

“I do not require any more money or a new title. This says I’m your VP … Your second in command?”

“Well, you’re already that. Time you got paid for it, and some recognition.” He’s already flicking through papers and trying to dismiss me.

I don’t think so!

“Jake, first, you don’t even let me go to work anymore so I shouldn’t be getting paid anything at all!” I snap haughtily. “And second, everyone in the building will think you did this because you’re screwing me.” I balk, emotion rising inside of me at an alarming speed.

“Don’t turn this into a fight.” He sighs with a wave of his hand, commandeering Carrero returning in full.

“Don’t make our relationship about money,” I snap again, tears brimming to the surface with this damn crazy sensitivity I have lately.

is with that?

agitation. “Emma, get used to being rich, because I’ll marry you and like it or not, I’ve no plans to go bankrupt in my lifetime. My money will be your money too and trust me, there is a lot more than either of us can spend in a lifetime.” He gets up, pushing past me and stalking to the fridge, retrieving a water bottle and taking a

when you get used to abusing my finances and let me pay for things instead.” He sighs watching me, my face

don’t need it.” It’s true. Jake already pays for everything, leaving most of my wages every month untouched. Only the regular bills toward the apartment with Sarah come out. Jake is generous to a fault with having Donna bring me clothes and lingerie often, he feeds me almost ritually, and I never want for anything. I never have to spend anything. I don’t need a bank account filling up

all. I’m only accepting my monthly wage on the understanding we will eventually go back, and I will eventually do something to be paid for, so that I can pay Sarah for my room.

sign it, I’ll stop sleeping with you until you do.” He smiles wickedly,

my chest again. Not too enamored with threats right now. His hand slides down my summer

arm’s length for almost a year … I’m sure I can handle it.” I catch the amusement in his voice, he really believes he has me over a barrel and it only spurs the determination in me. A battle of

play games over this then we’re on. No sex until I sign? Get used to a very platonic relationship, baby!” I grin smartly using his own term of endearment, wiggling my ass into his crotch before sauntering off and leaving him standing alone with his contract and credit card on the table. An inner goddess lifting her sassy head and deciding to beat him down with his own methods. He follows close behind, catching me by the arm

I can’t take it anymore and fuck you. I’ve no doubt that you’ll sign it before we head home, bambino.” His voice thick and laden with intent, I can read the glint of excitement in his eye at the chance for a new game. That

Well really?

pushing into his waist band and seeking out his manhood, rubbing him under his boxers until I get a response. He catches my wrist and yanks

like to drag things out, remember?” His mouth lingers close enough to mine, I think he’s going to kiss me, our breaths getting heavier as lust builds in both of us. The excitement of this little game sparking

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