Drive Him Wild (THE BILLIONAIRE AND THE POP DIVA Volume 2) by Eve Montelibano

VALENNA AWAKENED TO A WET DREAM.
    A wet, wet dream. It was too delicious to stop. They were on the verge of mutual discovery, the lovers in her dream. He was about to make her his, pierce her virgin flesh dripping like a fountain of cream, so eager to receive him. It was so vivid she could smell him, taste him, feel the big, blunt head of his cock as it was about to push inside her.
    Then she woke up.
    Crap! What a freaking cliffhanger! Just when they were at the best part!
    She did try to go back to sleep, hoping to continue the dream but her mind was already manipulating the story and it was no longer a dream but a fantasy.
    Sighing in disappointment, she opened her eyes when it was too painful to bear. That pressure between her legs was serious. Her panties were soaked.
    To wake up feeling like this was strange.
    This was all new to her.
    All because of THAT man! The very one in her dream.
    She got up from the bed and hopped into the bathroom.
    Minutes later, she was giggling like a giddy teenager under the shower. She couldn’t help it. Last night was simply unbelievable.
    That man was unbelievable.
    Giane.
    Giane who? Funny that the man had deposited 25 million dollars in her account as a surety bond and she didn’t know who he was other than he kissed like magic. Her accountant had confirmed to her last night that indeed, the amount popped up in her name just before midnight.
    Who had that kind of money?
    Many. But...
    Now that she was thinking more clearly and no longer under the spell of that man’s potent seduction, she started to have doubts. She hoped Giane was not involved in something illegal.
    She had to have his full dossier first. He could be a member of some syndicate!
    The thought made her want to stamp her foot in ire. Her infatuated self wished him to be a member of some illustrious family in Europe. By the sound of his cultured speech, it was more likely he went to some fancy school.
    But she had to make sure.
    She finished her shower faster than usual and dressed up.
    She emerged into the living room of the suite, calling for Anouska who was occupying the other bedroom.
    “Nusha, I need to—” She didn’t finish her sentence. She gawked. “What the frosh...?!”
    Dozens of arrangements of the most exotic flowers she’d ever seen sat in every corner of the suite, making it look like an indoor garden in full bloom.
    “Finally, you’re awake! Was going to drag your tush from the bed. You were sleeping like oil in winter, my dear. You have a press junket in two hours. We need to get you prepped up!”
    “Sorry.” She didn’t even look at Anouska. Her eyes were glued to the flowers, awed by their beauty. These were some species she hadn’t seen before!
    Anouska sighed dramatically. “I gotta give it to him. Not only is he extremely loaded and good-looking, but he’s got game. So romantic!” She bent to smell a cluster of orchids.
    “He sent these?”
    “Yup. So, does he win the bid?”
    Gazing at the bouquets and vases teeming with nature’s beauty, she fought hard not to be dazzled. The man knew his way around women, that was for sure. To wake up dreaming of him and then be greeted by this little garden of Eden in her own suite would make a lesser woman melt into a puddle of goo on the floor but not her. She had to protect herself. He was still a stranger to her. “Oh Nusha, he hasn’t presented a dossier like the others yet. I don’t even know his full name!”
    “Hmm, I think he’s okay,” Anouska said with a mysterious smile.
    “Do you know him? What did you learn from his bodyguard?” she demanded.
    “Oooh, you would never guess!” Anouska said, wiggling her body as if she would swoon any moment.
    “What?! Tell me!”
    “Guess! He’s famous too, you know? In the world!”
    She snapped her fingers. “I knew it! He kind of looked familiar, but I’m sure I haven’t met him in person before last night. Is he an actor from another country? Definitely from Europe. He has a