Wild Attraction (A Wild Prequel)

By Emma Hart

When I walked into the club, my plan was to finally seduce my ex-boss. But I don’t expect him, the man with his dirty British mouth and sexy as sin smirk.
I don’t expect the way he takes one look at me and claims me for his own... Or the way he craves control.
Because I crave to give it.
It doesn’t matter if something darker lingers in his eyes, or desperation tinges his touch. It doesn't matter if those things nudge at my addictive personality.

The rules are simple:
One night.
One f*ck.
Run.

*Wild Attraction is a free prequel novella of around 9,000 words. It is followed by Wild Temptation, the first full length novel in the WILD series. Wild Temptation will be available August 18th and is now available for pre-order.*

• Language: English
• Publisher: Emma Hart
• Release date: Aug 4, 2014
• ISBN: 9781310371639

Emma Hart

Emma Hart is a New York Times and USA Today bestselling author with over thirty novels to her name. She prides herself on her realistic, snarky smut and comebacks that would make anyone blush. A mother, wife, and lover of wine, she enjoys rescuing wild baby hedgehogs in her free time.

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Wild Attraction

The Wild Trilogy Prequel

Copyright 2014 Emma Hart

WILD ATTRACTION (A Wild Prequel)

Published by Emma Hart at Smashwords 2014

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This book is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, and incidents are either the product of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously.

You don’t have to be born beautiful to be wildly attractive.

Diana Vreeland

Chapter One

Angus! You little shit! I hobble across the kitchen, my still-damp hair plastered to the sides of my face and my tights knotted around my ankles. Go away! I swipe at my cat and he leaps from the counter.

I look at the now half-empty tin of tuna on the side. How he managed to get the lid off, I’ll never know. It was only cracked open a little after I drained the juice.

Seriously? I go to get dressed and you pilfer my dinner? What kind of cat are you?

Angus looks at me, unaffected, and licks his paw. I stare at him in annoyance for a long moment before giving into the inevitable and tipping the remaining fish into his food bowl. He sticks his tail in the air triumphantly as he meanders across the room to it.

Stupid animal, I mutter, reaching down and tugging up my tights.

Rrrrrip.

Oh, you have got to be fucking kidding me! I bend over and examine the rip snaking up my right calf. With a heavy sigh, I pull the tights off and throw them in the trash. The lid clangs down loudly, and Angus looks away from his food to shoot me a disdainful look.

I point at him. This is all your fault, you know. I caught you stealing my tuna so had to run out here before I could put them on. Don’t you know tonight is the night I could end up in Jackson’s bed, hmm? And look at these. I stretch my leg out in front of him. They’re whiter than white.

My cat returns to his food. I drop my leg and head back into my room. Well, one good thing has come from this—if I do end up going home with Jackson tonight, it’s one less obstacle in the way.

I run my