Determined to overcome a difficult past, Erica Hathaway learns early on how to make it on her own. Days after her college graduation she finds herself face to face with a panel of investors who will make or break her fledgling startup. The only thing she didn’t prepare for was going weak in the knees over an arrogant and gorgeous investor who’s seemingly determined to derail her presentation.
Billionaire and rumored hacker Blake Landon has already made his fortune in software, and he’s used to getting what he wants with very little resistance. Captivated by Erica’s drive and unassuming beauty, he’s wanted nothing more since she stepped into his boardroom. Determined to win her over, he breaks down her defenses and fights for her trust, even if that means sacrificing a level of control he’s grown accustomed to.
But when Blake uncovers a dark secret from Erica’s past, he threatens not just her trust, but the life she’s fought so hard to create.
REVIEWS FOR HARDWIRED
“This book was epic.” –Anonymous Interests
“Meredith Wild’s “Hardwired” is better than “50 Shades of Grey”! It’s super sexy and the leading man, Blake Landon, isn’t as obnoxious and emotionally shutoff as Christian Grey. The sex scenes are plentiful and mmm…mmm…good! Erica is a loveable girl who’s been hurt, but she’s still able to put it all out there once they’re in private! The story line is well thought out and detailed. With a full ensemble of characters beyond just the couple of interest, it’s a symphony of twists, turns, and interconnections. I couldn’t put it down, and I can’t wait until the sequel, “Hardpressed” comes out…I need to know what happens next to Erica and Blake! 5 out of 5!!” –Babu’s Bookshelf
“Hardwired by Meredith Wild is a love story and so much more.” –Literati Literature Lovers
(All excerpts are subject to change or deletion.)
As we descended into the smoky darkness of the top floor of the club, I embraced the noise, hoping to drown out the thoughts reeling through my mind. Alli led us to a nearby bar to order drinks, which was slightly sheltered from the noise pounding through the enormous room.
“What’s with you two?” Jess shouted toward me, gesturing between me and the stairs that had led us off the roof.
I shrugged. “Officially nothing” I was losing my mind over someone who wasn’t even mine to claim. This had to stop now.
“I don’t get it. You couldn’t keep your hands off each other a minute ago.”
I shook my head, not quite knowing what to say. I couldn’t argue that from the outside, hell even from the inside, we were a frustrating cycle of hot and cold. I couldn’t help the way he made me feel.
“Well he’s fucking hot,” she added, downing a shot.
My eyes narrowed at her slightly.
“Don’t get me wrong. I’m very happily engaged. I don’t know him like you do obviously, but from the outside at least, he’s kind of perfect. You can’t pin down a guy like that very often.”
I agreed. Chances were slim to none that I’d ever find someone who rocked my world like Blake did. Jesus, every time I was around him I wanted to take my panties off and ignore the little voice in my head that knew better. I was walking a dangerous road with him. Alli of all people should know that, but she remained ominously silent.
We finished our drinks while the crowd on the dance floor filled out. I surveyed the bar and found Blake on the other side, nursing a drink. Heath and Trevor were nowhere to be seen.
I motioned the girls toward the dance floor, leading us deep into the crowd through throngs of people gyrating to an especially popular Rihanna remix. We formed our own circle and began to dance. Slowly my muscles relaxed and I got lost in the moment, moving to the beat of the music that reverberated through my body.
The crowd was tight so when I felt someone behind me, I thought little of it. I moved up a little, until a strong hand gripped my hip and pull me back slightly, bringing our bodies flush with each other. The motion was so fluid and effortless, I let my body fall into rhythm with his, not caring who he was or what he looked like, but hoping Blake could see me with him. I wanted him to feel an ounce of the jealousy that Sophia had spurred in me.
In sync with the song, I pressed my ass into him, feeling a wild frenzy to be close to someone, to feel that physical contact that I’d been craving for days now. The song came to a close and merged into the next, slightly changing our rhythm and bringing us even closer. His erection became more pronounced. Arousal prickled my skin and my head fell back. His hand circled my waist and he kissed my neck. A hot, open-mouth kiss that had me panicking slightly. I looked down at the arm holding me, draped in black. I recognized the hands holding onto me like they owned me. Blake’s.
I froze. He spun me around to face him. Before either of us could speak I slid my hands to his hair and tugged him down. I kissed him hard, like I had in the limo. If Alli and Jess hadn’t been with me, I would have climbed him right there among the hundreds of other hot, sweaty, and sexually charged people.
He pulled away abruptly, leaving me bereft, but the discomfort of not being connected was soon derailed by the knowledge that I was being led away from the dance floor and down a hallway away from the chaos that once surrounded us.
We traveled farther until the hallway split. On the left, a tall thickly-built man stood guard near a door. Blake approached him and pressed a bill into the bouncer’s hand, who nodded toward the door. We entered what appeared to be another private VIP area. Quite large and entirely unoccupied, an ambient light filled the room. Dark red velvet couches lined the walls along two sides, and along another a private bar lit up with everything a good party might need.
“What is this?”
Blake closed the door behind us and wasted no time pinning me to it.
“This is where I’m going to fuck you without interruptions.”