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

The view up here of the sea, beyond the large wide windows facing us, is perfection.

“It’s gorgeous.” I breathe, letting go of his hand to walk forward and trail my fingers over a furry throw on the back of a beautiful armchair in the softest camel colored fabric. Immersing myself in the peaceful serenity of this room and catch my breath as I spot a large, traditional, dark wood crib nestled in a nook by the en suite door near the bed. Jake has obviously chosen this. It looks like it belongs there, perfectly suited to the old meets new style and cozy features of the room; the wood matches our bedframe. I turn and smile at him with damp eyes and a lump in my heart. His returning smile telling me he knows what I’ve spotted; a special moment passing between us that Miss. Briggs. is completely oblivious to.

“What do you think, Mr. Carrero?” Monica is almost kissing at him with her pouty voice, but I’m too absorbed in the vision around us and the emotion of that little addition.

“If Emma loves it then that’s all that matters. I love anything she’s picked out.” I smile without looking around, knowing he’s trying to shut down Miss. Briggs in all her flirting fury. He’s equally irritated by her amorous attention. A while ago he admitted to me that the female adoration, he receives is tiresome and annoying; even more so since meeting me.

“Oh … you have no opinion?” She sounds disappointed at his lack of interest in her pet project, she probably thought that with this being his room the work she’s done

would somehow mean more to him. She’s obviously forgotten that as a man, Jake has an extreme lack of interest in soft furnishings, especially when there is an equal lack of high-tech gadgetry in the room. She seems to be blanking my existence.

Stupid hoe.

“Well … Honestly? There’s a bed and a lot of places to prop up my sexy as sin fiancée so yeah, I love it.” I snigger at the smirk in his voice from behind me and can visualize the one shoulder shrug he’s probably giving her.

I snort and cover my mouth to hold back the giggle trying to escape, warmed by his hand running up my back softly as he comes to me, brushing around the back of my neck lightly, placing a kiss on the back of my head.

Monica seems to be at a loss for words and I can’t help but side eye him with an indulgent grin; complete adoration and tingles for my ‘reason to live’ standing beside me, but I shake my head at him sighing.

Mr. Carrero, when will you ever behave? But I love you for it.

“If you’d like to see the alterations to the games room and the home cinema you asked for?” She cuts in, a tad frostily. I roll my eyes, some things will never change with Jake, including his love of all things manly and of course his Xbox room for when Daniel comes to play.

ever

know without looking she’s probably swooning and close to fanning herself. I jump when he grabs my ass, possessively and

her expense. When she

there are probably a million other men who could’ve easily done

has a great reputation.” He slides his arms around my shoulders and props his chin on my head, joining me in looking out of

say?” I sigh, the noise of loud hammering and screeching cutting through the tranquility of the room,

men to deal with instead.” He kisses me in the nape of my neck

just what we need.” I sigh heavily, trying to push out the overwhelming urge

to love bossing around all those sweaty men and Miss. Briggs. and you know it. You were always an intimidating force in full PA mode.” His

and making things perfect is what I excelled at when working at Carrero

we could always stay next door.” I beam at him when I say it; having the Carrero home less than 200 meters away is making me stupidly happy, and the only thing taking

to where we’re standing and opens it. He reaches inside and flicks on a bright light in

closer. The bathroom is in matching neutrals with the biggest jacuzzi I have ever seen and so many

doing for the next hour.” Jake winks and yanks me into the bathroom

day helps this feel less like a dream. The tools are tidied away in piles against the hall walls, the masses of dust brushed to one side and all that remains

I wander this beautiful house, absorbing the feel of it, realizing that this is going to be our home from now on. It’s helping me; making me feel less like a guest in an expensive show house. It’s big enough that if Jake and I should

annex is decorated, ready for the arrival of his

Monica. We can eat and escape to Sylvana’s when we need to, but we need our own space to start this new chapter of our lives. The freedom to relax and have intimacy when

something extremely homely and domestic