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)

　　“Are you in love with him?” She flashes up at me with fluttering lashes and a wispy half-smile. I blink at her and swallow hard.


　　I don’t know how I feel anymore, and I don’t want to examine that possibility.


　　“I think you are. I think he’s maybe in love with you too,” she pouts sweetly, her eyes wide with possibility. I shake my head sadly. Well, I know for a fact that’s not true. The fact that he’s somewhere doing God-knows-what to other women is proof of that.


　　“Jake doesn’t do love, Leila; he likes things casual,” I point out emptily. A fact I know only too well.


　　“I’ve seen him in love once,” she responds wistfully and looks away from me shadily, as though she’s let a secret out.


　　“You have?” I blink hard and my cheeks flush. That stomach lurch of pain at her admission almost strangles me.


Chapter 121