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

“I changed your doctor,” he says it in such a deadpan way that I literally choke on disbelief. I guess that’s why I haven’t received any follow up appointments yet. Although to be fair I already knew this was coming because of his call straight after our appointment.

“Why?” I pretend to sound stern. I’m really not though.

He narrows his eyes at me and sighs, rolling off me onto his back, staring at the ceiling, looking guilty as hell, arms bent at the elbow, crossed over at his forehead.

“Because I’m still a jealous dickhead. I got you a woman instead.” He throws an arm over his face and looks a bit remorseful, in a sexy ‘bossy little shit’ kind of way.

I know I should be angry at him. I know I should be throwing all sorts of stroppy tantrums but right now I just want to kiss him, so I start to giggle. Giggling turns into laughter at the realization that I’m stuck with this man child who can be so suave and confident one minute, then this insecure impulsive little boy the next.

“I didn’t think you would find it funny. I was so sure you’d be pissed so I was hoping to just spring her on you.” I nudge him in the ribs. If he wanted to do that then he shouldn’t have openly called for a list of female GYN’s in front of me.

“She better not be prettier than me!” I laugh at the absurdity of the two of us, and he relaxes then laughs too.

“Fuck, no baby. No woman will ever take your beauty queen crown … Are we always going to be like this?” He turns on his side and leans on his elbow, propping himself over me, his free hand coming to cup my abdomen possessively, splaying his palm out flat, covering our baby.

“Probably. I mean maybe we won’t be as bad the longer we’re together, but I don’t think I’m capable of not being a little bit jealous about other women lusting over you.” I smile hopelessly as he leans in and kisses me softly.

“And I’ll never want to stop beating the shit out any man who dares to touch you, baby.” He smirks at me and I sigh.

“We’re perfect for each other,” I giggle as his hand trails my face, tracing my features slowly.

“I’ve been telling you that since the day you met me.” He winks and leans down for another passion fueling kiss. His mouth molding so deliciously to mine, tongue teasing me into complete submission.

“Want to spend the day in bed letting me show you all the ways in which we’re perfect for one another?” He smirks wickedly, and my body heats up almost instantly. He should know by now that lately I never turn that down.

late for meeting Leila tonight. We have a couple of friends to sort out.” I giggle as that adoring hand moves from my abdomen to my inner thighs, sliding slowly up under my robe,

for an hour. This was dumb.” He rakes a hand through my hair, catching it in his fist and giving it a little pull to bring my mouth to him for a

want her to loosen up a little so give us time to talk before you two come crashing in.” I’m trying to be patient with him tonight, his jealous and protective

visually struggling

you should’ve let me arrange a quiet club. Less people,

rubbing his hands on his jeans tells me he’s on the verge of a panic attack. He’s turned into a complete contradiction of who he normally is over this, like our proposal night all over again, and it melts me. He’s been sweating rivers since we arranged this little Operation, at the thought of me being be

night, Jake. Just people meeting for drinks.” I’m trying to soothe away the face that has come over him, furrowed brow, infamous Carrero glare and touch

my mind. Maybe if Mathews sat …” He’s close to pacing again, like he was before, a frantic wild-eyed look draining

Seriously.” I take both of his hands and pull them

you can be trusted out

never would again, Emma … You know...” Again,

defeat. That green-eyed glare is turbulent, but he’s resigned to the fact that

bar that’s close, really close so if you need me sooner, I’ll be there.” He raises an eyebrow at me

out his usual black shirt and jeans for a night out. I know this isn’t easy for him, the thought of not being there to look after me, but he needs to let this go. He trusts Nora and Mathews to take care of me here in the city, and he trusts Sylvana and her staff to tend my every need when in the Hamptons, so now he needs to trust

come until I text you. That’s the deal. If Leila is still too hostile, then it won’t go well, so let us talk her round first. Promise me, Jake.” I turn toward him with my most efficient PA Emma tone, the one that used to get him to behave. He tenses his jaw as he stares into his wardrobe mulling over his

coming.” He grits his teeth and I find myself eye rolling. I’m not in the mood to keep this going. I’ll have to play it by ear and hope I can deter the force that is Carrero from turning into a cyclone in that bar if he tries to enter before I

help me with my necklace.” I smile at him, a tad happier as I catch that naughty look wash over his face. I’m in for some serious groping, before Jefferson takes me to meet the girls; no

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going to get me smashed

time.” Leila eyes the bar tender,

Steel spikes sticking out the rears with a

in. “I have work tomorrow and last time was brutal; we cooked seafood all day. Do you know how bad raw seafood is when you’re hungover?” She

point down. “So, I suppose, I’m on orange squash or something fruity and non-alcoholic.” Both girls throw me a pitying look but then smile and rub