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)

　　I didn’t think that was possible.


　　I reach out and tousle it some more; I’ve never touched his hair and it feels nice, kind of thick and smooth, a little crunchy with product, yet sensual.


　　He catches my fingers, pulling my hands in between us and keeping hold of them tightly. He’s giving me a testy look, and I wonder again where his date has gone. She’s lucky, because she gets to run her fingers through his hair anytime she wants, and that upsets me.


　　“If I have to drag you in there and put you to bed, I will. I’m not against hauling you and holding you down.” There’s seriousness in his eyes. He looks like boss Carrero and that means no messing about.


　　“Promises, promises,” I tut, wriggling a hand free to poke him again in the dimple; he’s not smiling but I remember where it is.


Chapter 46