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 sigh for the hundredth time as I sit across from Leila and Sarah in a small booth of a trendy little cocktail bar. I


　　feel like crap. I don’t want to be here, but the force that is Leila not only whipped me into a dress and heels, and a


　　face of make-up, but also cajoled Sarah out with us too. Sarah is in complete awe of this sassy, little whirlwind and I can tell, Sarah really loves her, like everyone else who ever meets her.


　　“Sex on the beach?” Leila blinks at me innocently. I blink back, gulping, instantly incredibly awkward.


　　“What?” My head immediately zooming to the week Jake took me to the Caribbean and I flush with both the memory and the heartache.


　　Why the hell would Leila be asking me this right now?


　　“It’s a drink, Emma.” Sarah cuts in cupping her hand over mine. She’s still being the gentle and sweet maternal one; still anticipating my moods, mothering me. Meanwhile, Leila is being a rather bossy and domineering little pest.


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