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

“That’s not what fucking happened, and you know it.” He yells at her and I cringe in fright pulling myself back in my seat, my heart rate going crazy, my mind a swirl of emotions of images of him and her. I don’t even know what to believe in. She seems to find pleasure in sitting up straighter, meeting his fire head on and I seriously start to wonder if there was more between them that night. My doubts and insecurities filtering in as I try to get a handle on the pain in my chest.

“I’m surprised you can even remember, Jake darling, seeing as you were obviously high on God knows what and probably can’t remember exactly what happened. You were an absolute mess if I remember rightly.” She purrs and flutters at him. I feel sick to my stomach, my head a mass of confusion, I look to him and her and back again in painful panic. I don’t want to believe her, I shouldn’t.

I can trust him. He’s been proving that to me all along, hasn’t he?

“Why? You think because fucking you once had been so unmemorable that I wouldn’t remember four weeks ago? I remember every single moment, Marissa, right down to the second you launched yourself at me and I rejected you because I realized the only girl I ever wanted is Emma.” Jake is seething. I know him. I watch him and read his body language. He’s not lying.

He’s angry that she would imply there was more, he’s enraged that she has the gall to try to do this to me, to hurt us, and I’m not going to let her do it to him or me. I have

one hundred percent faith that what Jake told me was

the truth and this manipulative bitch is just trying to make me leave him again. Making a pathway for her to try to

get her claws into him and I sure as hell will never let

that happen.

saw the state of you. There’s no way you remember accurately what you did with me and I can assure you that you definitely remember how to finger fuck me to an orgasm, Jake.” She smiles and evilly licks her lips, looking directly at his crotch now that he’s on his feet and I flinch. The urge to use one of these steak knives has never

pathetic tramp and a liar. Do you really

because once a cheat always a cheat, whether he kissed me or fucked me, he still cheated! Believe me, he will again!” Everyone is standing and glaring at one another, well Jake and I at her and her at

of fucking cheating, Marissa, right?!” I catch that spark of fury, bracing

your first love and you never get over them. You remember telling me you loved me bambino? When you used to fuck me over and over. You could never get enough of me, could you? Seems you still can’t.” She’s purring at him, using his own pet name which makes me pale, my fists clenching and my nails biting into my palms. Jake is shaking his head at her and snarling again. My fury is building

everything standing right next to me that I could ever want. You’re just that irritating nail in my shoe that I can’t get rid of.” Jake delivers it with a sneer, but she doesn’t falter, just more bedroom eyes and

meets his eyes full-on, challenging him defiantly, a

do, and the tension in the room all tell me that I know the truth. I know he wouldn’t have done that to me. She kissed him, pushed herself onto him, and he didn’t stop her right away. He let it happen, for seconds, and then his head snapped into place; his brain came around, and he pushed her away. I know him better, I know that he didn’t do this to us, I know without question because every part of this unfolding scene is telling me so. I don’t know Marissa at all but even

Daniel’s version will undoubtedly match up to what Jake remembers so don’t even try to split us up with your rancid bullshit because yes! I am pregnant and we’re not only buying a house right next door, but Jake’s asked me to marry him more than once. So, please, a guy who is so quick to run off to his ex is surely not going to ask me to marry him

to completely forgive him. I’m not going to let some narcissistic tramp come between us. All the pain and anger and the weeks of going without sex, not only because of my

… Yes, fucking yes!” I turn to

hand pulling it to my stomach, ready to fight for what is rightfully mine; not about to let some cheap ass fake tramp take it from me. Jake and I have

to give me and hurt him and now I have him back. I’m not going to let some asshole woman come between us and

is mine, always mine. Now. Then and

with sheer adrenaline, meaning every freakin