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)

　　Why the hell am I so obsessed with this topic? I do not even want to know any of this.


　　He eyes me warily, a soft questioning smile on his lips showing those neat white teeth and devastating dimples, and I’m instantly distracted.


　　“I like your smile,” I say, alcohol very effectively removing my internal filter again.


　　“No, I don’t. And I like that you like my smile, shorty.” He stops and pushes me against the wall to steady me, pulls his buzzing cell from his pocket, checks who’s calling, swipes the screen and pushes it back from where he produced it. “I like when you laugh like that,” he says, glancing up at me, and it’s then I realize I’ve been giggling for no reason.


　　“Like what?” I ask innocently, still unable to stop grinning like a freak. Maybe it has something to do with the fact he has my body pressed to the wall with his, and he is every bit my idea of a good dream.


Chapter 104