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)

　　Just his voice is calming me down and the tears have stopped spilling so vehemently. I take a deep breath to steady myself, patting my face on my sleeve, not caring about the mess that it leaves. I look above me, up the small flight of stairs I’m sitting on, and locate the white sign high on the wall over the exit.


　　“Floor thirteen,” I sniff and swallow back the tears that are lingering, gaining some control as I wipe moisture from my chin with the back of my hand.


　　“I’m going to send security to get you. Stay on the line, Emma, I’ll be one-second. I promise. I won’t leave you,” he pleads gently, and the irony is not lost on me.


　　I cradle the cell to my ear as though my life depends on it, the only contact I have with him, and the version of him that I have been pining for. My line goes quiet; I’m calmer, but I can’t stop the fresh tears pouring down my face silently. This time they’re tears of relief because he’s come back to me. Jake is being Jake.


Chapter 127