The Carrero Effect - Falling for the Boss (Billionaire CEO) novel Chapter 153

It’s starting to rain, nothing heavy just gentle rivulets of water running down the vast windows and it’s almost mesmerizing highlight the fact I’m tired. Last night it was hard enough to fall asleep but waking with my nightmare and then waking early has taken its toll on me. Lately I have been feeling the effects of living with someone who rarely sleeps. He’s up early and waking me with him or keeping me awake late into the night with sex or talking. I need to start being firmer with him, this fatigue that’s almost daily right now is a little annoying and making me more emotional.

There’s a soft knock on the door and Rosalie comes in as I turn to face her, still tucked up in Jake’s oversized chair.

“That’s me heading off, Emma, I’ve a doctor’s appointment, Margo said I could leave early.” She smiles widely at me, hovering by the door.

“Okay, Rosalie, thank you … Just go, I’ll probably head off soon.” I reply before using the desk to push my chair back around to the skyline, the sky is darkening over, threatening a proper rainstorm and I hope it doesn’t affect Jake’s flight coming back. The clouds are rolling and turning in the sky and it’s almost mystical to watch. I slide down, getting comfy. I always loved watching a good storm from the safe inner-warmth of a building. I hear Rosalie depart with the soft click of the door and settle down.

I’ll relax for a bit before calling for Jefferson to come get me, just enjoy the peace of Jake’s office and this amazing view.

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I jump awake to a warm touch on my face and almost launch myself at my attacker violently, my heart lurching in fear, stuck in a memory of an unwanted man. Vicious me reacting to defend herself.

“Woah, hey … It’s me! It’s Jake!” Jake grabs my arms in alarm holding back my fists and lifting them over my head as I scramble to throw him off. It’s dark outside and I’m completely disorientated, panting, eyes darting around as I come to my senses, heaving breath as I realize it really is him.

I’m still in the office and it’s lit with low lights only used when the floor gets put into sleep mode, his face close to mine, stopping my struggle and let out a long low breath in relief. His grip loosens and he slides my arms back down slowly, eyes watching to make sure I’m fully awake.

What the hell is Jake doing here already? Where is everyone and why is it so dark in here?

“Where? How …?” I’m still half asleep, relaxing my tight muscles as he pulls me forward slowly and cautiously, pulling my face up to kiss me softly, calming my panic.

“I didn’t mean to give you a fright, baby.” He lifts me up with a tight grip around my waist so I’m nose to nose with him and sinks a proper kiss on me, finding no resistance, he deepens it passionately, taking my breath away before putting me on my own feet and leaning back to look at me with a much more relaxed expression. I think my little violent outburst shocked him.

“What time is it?” I ask weakly. He sighs and smiles at me shaking his head.

“It’s almost 1.00 a.m., I got off my flight and Jefferson told me you never called him again … I tried calling you a thousand times, bambino.” A look passes over his face fleetingly, relief with a tinge of apprehension. “I came looking, wondering if I’d missed something … Like a fight we never had.” He smiles with that panty-melting, megawatt grin, chasing away the look in his eye and pulls my arms around his neck. He smells amazing, he feels even better.

God, I missed you so badly.

I rest my head against his throat and apologize with small kisses to his exposed neck, between the open, top buttons at his throat, he tastes divine. I ached to be back like this, and it feels like heaven.

“I fell asleep, I think … Last thing I remember was the rain starting to fall when Rosalie left work.” I sigh against him, closing my eyes to hear his heartbeat below my cheek, he kisses the top of my head.