My name is Yanna Everleigh. I used to think playing hard to get would be enough to keep gorgeous, sexy billionaires away - well, at least the kind who didn't do love at least. But I was wrong. If anything, it just made my billionaire get even, leaving us both brokenhearted. His name is Constantijin Kastein. He blows hot and cold, acting like he doesn't know the meaning of romance but then he sweeps me off my feet with the adorable little things he does. He makes me want to be his, even though he seems to want other women, too. But he's also Netherlands' #1 playboy and I'm the only virgin he hasn't been able to bed. I have to be sure he doesn't just see me as a challenge. Maybe if I ask him to court me - maybe if I pretend other men are also courting me - pretend that I'm like him and I can want other men, too - maybe he'll finally stop trying to seduce me. Or not.