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)

　　Climbing the stairs quietly, I sneak into my bedroom; the sudden urge to strip off this restricting dress and scrub myself clean overwhelms me. Tonight, I behaved exactly as I have always done; getting trashed while some sleazy man made moves on me. Only this time Arrick wasn’t at the other end of the phone to be pissed at me or come to take me home with him. Nothing has changed. I’m still an idiot, acting out and bringing heartache to those around me.


　　I walk into my bathroom, turn on the shower and climb in as soon as I strip down, wiping the mess of makeup from my face as hot water pours over me, removing the smells and memories of that creep from all over. The smell of his aftershave on me makes me retch and I can’t get his slimy face out of my head. Waking up to that perverted fuck on top of me was like a flashback to hell. The nausea rises and I can’t stop the vomit hitting the floor of my shower cubicle as emotion pushes me to eject what’s left in there.


Chapter 406