Prologue: Loving Blake CosterBlake Coster One of the richest Billionaire in America. He got the face, the money and fame. He always get what he wants and now he wants the heritage that his grandfather, he has to find a bride but love is his number one enemy, he hates it. Love ruins his family and he doesn't want it ruin him. Jean Verodinea Victoria Secret model, she's a ball of sunshine. Everyone loves her, who doesn't? She's sweet, smart and beautiful. Everyone thinks that her life is so perfect when in reality, her past kept chasing her. She needs someone who can protect her and offer her safety.    

Blake Coster “I want it to be shipped next week.” I said to my secretary and she wrote it down fast on her notes. “Yes sir.” “Oh and send Mr. Samuel’s file to me again so I can re-check the deal and sign the contract.” I walked out from my office and waited for the lift. “Anything else, sir?” Maddie my secretary asked. “No” My phone rang and I picked it up as I saw the caller ID. “Mr. Coster, I found all the details about Jean Verodine.” Shawn announced and I can&rsqu

Jean Verodine “Girlfriend?” His mother asked.  “Nice to meet you, Mrs. Cost-“ “I’m not Mrs. Coster anymore darling, my name is Adeline Conor” She smiled and I nodded. “I’m sorry, Ms. Conor” I said quite embarrass. “Would you like to sit with us?” I asked politely and she patted my hand that she held since earlier. “No, no. I’m with my friends and we’re going to visit my friend’s house. They’re waiting for me outside, I just want to see who&rsqu

Blake Coster “I don’t agree with all your contract Blake, it’s ridiculous!” Jean glared at me as she pushed back my paper. In a split second, she gave me a cold shoulder again. “We’ll be husband and wife Jean not an enemy.” I said and she sighed. “We’re fake, why do you want me to be in one room with you and even share bad with me?” She raised her eyebrows. “That’s what married couples do honey.” I said sweetly to her and she scoffed completely hate the idea. She suddenly looked at the table blankly and she pouted without her realizing. 

Blake Coster I took a really deep breath trying to control my emotions. I called Jean earlier to tell her to meet me at the hotel because I have a lot meeting and will come a little late. She answered me coldly and hung my call immediately. She has a bad temper like an on and off switch. Sometimes she’s sweet and sometimes she’s cold like an ice. Add her feistiness. It will make you go frustrated. When I got into my office, my head started to bug me with Jean, Jean and Jean. My brain wasn’t working well today. She’s stuck in my head. I was bothered with her words about my mistresses.  It’s true that I slept around all the time but it’s just