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)

　　The water feels luxurious, and Jake is an amazingly powerful swimmer who looks as good in the water as he does out of it. Like a boy, he has pushed me under twice now. I swim toward the beach, but I’m too slow and he catches my ankle for the third time, dunking me again. This game isn’t so fun now; he’s too fast and too strong.


　　“Stop … it,” I splutter, rising to the surface, coughing and choking, wiping the water out of my eyes again as I’m met with his childish grin.


　　“Only if you ask me nicely, tiny.” He smooths the water from his face, and I can’t help but notice his hair gel must be water-resistant; apart from looking a little ruffled, it’s still pretty much spiked in his trademark ‘do’. Carrero products really are worth the high price tag.


　　He swims to me and gets dangerously close.


　　Whoa there, boss. My bikini is virtually underwear, and you’re only half dressed.


　　This scenario seems a little more inappropriate somehow. To me, it really is like frolicking naked.


Chapter 95