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’m still tired and despite eating I’m a little lightheaded. All the recent emotional turmoil, lack of food and sleep has taken its toll on me and now it’s playing catch up.


　　“Can we go now?” the apartment closing in on me and restlessness is kicking in. If I keep sitting here, near him, like this, I’ll want to kiss him, and kissing would lead to touching. Then I’d want him all over me, inside of me and I’m not ready to take that step just yet. I don’t know if I ever will be, it’s too confusing with him being close enough to inhale.


　　“Sure, go get ready. Which car do you want to take?” He slides his mug beside his empty plate, and I sigh, pushing myself up from the bar stool.


　　“The Bat-mobile.” I smile shyly at him, knowing a ride in his pride and joy will make him happy and right now I want to hear it genuinely in his voice, and not just play pretend.


Chapter 277