The Carrero Effect - Falling for the Boss (Billionaire CEO) novel Chapter 190

But buying a mansion, moving to beside his family like a little married couple. He will never let me go back to working in the Carrero Corporation now, it’s too much. To be a kept woman with no chance of being able to just slide back into city life should he ever get tired of me. To get cozy and make bonds with these people who I have loved being around.

What if it all blew up in my face and I had to give up more than just him? His family. Sophie close by.

It’s all so overwhelming I can’t think straight. My fear and anxiety threatening to choke me at the huge change he wants to make in my life. He has no idea how hard this is. Not so long ago, I was alone, reliant on only me. I had my own money, my own plans, and my own life and I didn’t want to let anyone else in. Now here I am, willing to gamble everything on uncertainty and faith and let someone else take control. I need control.

“If this is about money, Emma, then it’s not a problem. I’ve my own money … I can more than afford a house here. I won’t even need the apartment in New York, but we can keep it if you want a place to stay when we do go back there, if it makes you more comfortable?” His face is dark and closed in, his voice edgy and husky. I can see the rising of commandeering boss Carrero, that no nonsense temper moving in.

“It’s not the money,” I snap. “It’s how fast this is moving, Jake. How you think that it’s just so easy to up and move in the blink of an eye. To change everything in life on a whim, because you get an idea and impulsively want to act on it.”

No discussion. It’s just what he wants, and I have to accept it. I know this means my career will be over.

That overwhelming emotion hits me again and I step back to sit and steady my legs on the edge of the swing. Nausea rising up and blinding fear threatening to engulf me. He has no clue how much this is scaring me, he’s changing all the rules, changing all the players, and knocking things on their head.

“Emma, I thought we were on the same page?” He snaps at me and stalks away to stand stiffly, his back turned. I can feel his rage, even from here, that fiery temper of his bubbling under the surface like molten lava and that pig-headed logic moving in.

“We are, Jake, but so much is new, so much we’re still getting used to … So much we haven’t even agreed on … It’s terrifying and so final.” I blurt out, eyes watering with unshed tears. My hands trembling.

“No, Emma, it’s not … If you love me then it’s no different to staying with me in New York. It’s just a house.” He turns, flashing me with a cold green glare that does little to hide the tornado brewing inside of him.

“Don’t say it that way. I do love you!” I snap back, the urge to storm off in rage surging over me.

That’s right, Emma, you always run when you’re scared. You’re pathetic!

“Then what’s wrong with looking for a home we can actually make together?” He pleads, his voice laced with anger, but I can only shake my head.

“I’m not ready.” I almost cry with the panic gripping me inside like a vice of coldness. I can’t explain it, I only know that this is too much too soon. There are a million thoughts racing through my head, what ifs, outcomes of things going wrong. Moving here, away from the city, away from the closeness of Sarah as security. It’s not even a drive away, it takes hours to get there if I ever needed to try to leave. Everything choking in my throat as it piles up and I fear a panic attack starting.

“So, if I hadn’t suggested a house but had proposed instead … Would the answer have been no?” his eyes flare in rage and hurt. Spitting it at me accusingly, Carrero ego well and truly bruised and seeing only what he wants to see.

“That’s not fair … It’s not the same thing.” I flail.