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)

　　I wobble again, and he pulls me back against him; maybe I should feign fainting in the future if this is the result. Falling into his arms seems to be a far-too-easy and satisfying habit nowadays. Although, thinking of ‘falling’ …


　　“Marissa!” I blurt out suddenly, remembering what had first caused my dizziness.


　　“What?” He clamps his hand on me with confusion, a stormy frown creasing his face almost instantly.


　　“She called; she needs to speak to you,” I cover, hiding the tremor in my voice. He looks both instantly annoyed and something else… wary.


　　“When?” The dark look is back; I hope that means he’s not happy about her call, and not that I forgot to tell him. Not that I could be blamed; I was unconscious after all.


　　“Before I … dramatically met the floor.” I try a small smile, but he doesn’t look pleased; he’s glowering at me.


Chapter 139