Emma Anderson has everything in her life worked out. She has her perfect job in a Manhattan empire allowing her to live a quiet and organised safe existence. A necessity to her, after a childhood filled with bad memories, abuse, and a mother who was less than useless.
But, with it comes a problem, one that could derail everything she thought she needed in her life. Her promotion sends her straight into the close employment of young, gorgeous, playboy billionaire, Jacob Carrero with his formidable reputation for being a player. Stuck as his right-hand man, every waking moment of every single day, she realises he is exactly the type of person who could drive her crazy, and not in a good way. Like chalk and cheese, he is everything she's not. 
Compulsive, confident, laid back, dominant and fun, with a seriously laid back attitude to casual sex and dating. 
Jake is the only one with an ability to steamroll over her manicured ice maiden exterior, who is not phased by the closed in demeanour and cool manners, but as much as she wants to, letting him in is another thing entirely. 
A past that made her man wary and no desire to ever let one close enough to hurt her again, Jacob Carrero has his work cut out. He is not someone who takes NO for an answer and will have to learn how to break through if he wants more than the mask she shows the world. 
Jake needs to show her that even some one like him can change when that one girl that matters breaks through. Love-able sexy characters and deep emotional topics.

The Carrero Series (1-3)

　　God, I feel amazing; why can’t I always feel like this?


　　“No! Don’t want to go to bed.” I sound petulant like a child and start struggling. If I go to bed, I’ll stop feeling this way. I may lose this warm feeling and blank-mind euphoria; I may start fixating on shitty fathers who abandon their kids in infancy, pricks who only see dollar signs instead of the damage they have caused.


　　“Emma, hold still,” he fusses, struggling to hold me.


　　“No. Nope, nope.” I shake my head, and before he drops me, he finally stops and stands my writhing body on my own bare feet outside my door. But upright isn’t good; it really disorients me as everything sways.


　　I giggle, then have the overwhelming urge to shush him, which I do by dramatically placing my finger on my lips.


Chapter 43