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 forget that Arrick used to help at his mom’s rehabilitation center for damaged kids and has insight I often forget he has. He knows about this kind of thing from working with her and seeing it from other kids. All locked in that sensitive brain of his that forgets nothing.


　　“I don’t know… I think it’s hormones or tiredness. I didn’t sleep much last night.”


　　“Yeah, I know.” He says it in mock jest and frowns at me, forcing me to break my tears with a genuine smile. Reminding me of my Diva self and how much he puts up with.


　　“I’m sorry that I’m being a nightmare.” I sniff back the emotion and start to get a grip on myself again once more. I have done this so many times this week that I don’t think tears have that much of an effect on him anymore. I think he has accepted that this pregnancy means I cry forty times an hour, as standard.


Chapter 651