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

Chapter 249

Getting into her apartment is easy enough; all Jake needs to do is bark two words into the intercom.

“I’m here,” and she lets us in without any hesitation.

Whore.

She has the shock of her life when she answers the door, in nothing more than lace bra and panties under a see-through robe and is faced with two angry men and a seething little blonde girlfriend. All I can do is balk and take in her slutty attire, she truly believed he was coming to fuck her.

What planet is she from?

Marissa visibly steps back mouth gaping, before recovering her equilibrium, making no attempt at covering herself. She glances swiftly at Ben, noticing him seems to knock the wind out of her sails and she pulls her robe across her protruding bump.

“What the fuck is this?!” She snaps. Jake pushes past her dragging me, quite confidently, by the hand into the large expensive apartment. It’s a loft apartment and is decorated in an almost industrial style. I don’t want to know if he’s ever been here with her, even when they were teens.

“What does it fucking look like, Marissa?” Jake growls, taking me to a low couch, sitting me down gently, plumping a couple of cushions up behind my back and running a finger across my mouth as though to ground me, trying to help me relax. His attention is always on me.

“We came to party.” Ben breaks in sarcastically. He wanders over to the mini bar and I notice the way he starts fixing two drinks, acting equally as cocky as Jake. He seems a little too comfortable in here as well. I guess this is an apartment they’ve both known quite well, and it makes me feel a tad sick.

“I want you all to leave, I don’t know what this is but …” She starts with hands on her hips, nastily pouting.

“Cut the shit, Marissa,” Jake snaps and walks beside Ben to lift a glass, downing it in one go. I cringe at every drink he takes, knowing it’ll fuel that less than reasonable side to him. Jake is more capable of ferociousness when he’s consumed alcohol.

“Were you ever going to tell me that your baby has two possible fathers, Marissa?” He glares at her icily, all hostility on show.

cracking ice for his own drink and pours Jake another without question. He is irritatingly cool, laid back and almost smiling. I wonder if this is why

bar while impressively intimidating the shit out of her. Both scary in full-blown scowling-alpha mode, in entirely different ways. I can see why she has a hard time picking between the two when they’re like this, so effortlessly alike, domineering in their own way. But to me, Jake is far more beautiful. I like his impulsive fire way more than Ben’s

talking about. I know which one of you is the father.” She lifts her chin nastily, no hint

Interesting.

when you fucked two men within twenty-four hours of one another?” Ben remarks snapping at her and I catch

a tiny flail in her perfected bitch stance. She’s lost her confidence, but

Jake snarls viciously, and I jump at the temper

little

calculating face.” Jake raises his empty glass like a pointing tool

now staring intently at her. She

Jake grows a little taller, bristling if she dares come anywhere near me. She sees it in the corner of her eye and halts, changing direction and goes to the chair near the door. It seems like she knows enough about that Carrero temper to not be sure of how he would react to her getting so close to me. At last she realizes I mean more than life to him and it

She sounds confident and bolshie but both men

security try sweetheart.” Jake bubbles, his anger simmering as he downs another drink equally as fast as the last. I’m a little nervous. I’m starting to wonder if his fast alcohol consumption is wise. He knows how it can make him and Marissa isn’t

the psychotic sound to Jake’s tone. He can be as

much of a fighter against Jake, but I’m sure he would give it a damn good go countering some heavy-handed bouncer. He has Jake’s build and height and looks like he could inflict a great

nothing, but manic bubbling come out; acting

that sweetheart.” Ben

and fire, Ben, and Jake. I can see it

to consent to DNA testing when it’s born? You can both fuck off and I’ll see you in court! No one can do anything to this kid without my fucking consent and as neither of you will get a chance

“Calling your security?” I raise an eyebrow at her and catch Jake moving nearer to me from the corner of my eye, always trying to protect me. He’s ready to take her down, I

overly manicured hand sarcastically, red talons and swinging charms, but I just slide her phone into my bag with a wicked smile.

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