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)

　　“Of course, you can’t tell me. I’m sorry. I shouldn’t ask you; I shouldn’t put you in that position. I’m sorry, Sophie. I’m just going out of my mind and feeling like every second I’m losing more of him. I don’t know what else to do. I love him so much.” She starts to cry softly, her mascara running down her face, and my own eyes fill with tears in a knee-jerk reaction to a girl in pain. I can practically hear that devil on my shoulder poking me in the face and repeating the word ‘GUILTY’ over and over.


　　“He still loves you.” I croak painfully, knowing it’s not a lie, even if it hurts me. I don’t even know why I feel like I should console her in some way. Maybe it’s the devastating way she is sobbing into the sink while scrubbing my dress and looking like the most pitiful being I have ever encountered. It really would be like stabbing a kitten with a hot poker, and I have a little humanity in me, even for her.


Chapter 432