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 office is a welcome sight. My assistant, Rosalie, greets me warmly and compliments my hair, my natural highlights, and my tan. She gushes a little too much at how I look, and I’m forced to give her a cool look to get her to return to a professional manner.


　　The issues with the merger are nothing and could have been handled by anyone involved; there was no need for me to be here at all. The lawyers have handled almost everything, and the minor details are rectified in half a morning. I walk through to Jake’s office and dump the files on his desk; I like that they scatter messily, and I don’t bother straightening them. I quell the urge to push over his desk caddy beside them.


　　“Fix them yourself,” I mutter and toss his pen on top. It’s fair to say I’m still as pissed as ever, and right now the thought of resignation is swirling in my mind rather childishly.


　　No, if I’m going to do that, I’d rather say it to his face. I wouldn’t want to miss THAT reaction.


Chapter 123