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)

　　In the morning light, I tidy up and make breakfast for us both, scrambled eggs, toast, and coffee. I smile as Sophie wanders through already dressed in a hoody, jeans, and sneakers, her hair in a boyish ponytail. She’s an early riser like me.


　　She sits awkwardly at the table as though she feels like she should be helping, but I brush it away with a warm, beaming smile and put her plate and mug in front of her. I genuinely like the girl, even after such a brief time; there’s something about her. I sit down to face her and let her eat for a few minutes as I only pick at mine. My appetite is gone knowing we’re going to see my mother this morning, teenage anxiety in full force.


　　“So, Sophie, tell me about you. How did you end up here in West Englewood?” I keep my tone bright and easy, knowing if she’s as guarded a person as I am, then she will never open up if I don’t tread carefully. She hesitates.


Chapter 65