A Not So Meet Cute

‘HOW DÍD YOU TWO MEET?’ ¡T’S THE QUESTiON i OREAD. Because my meet cute (well not so meet cute) was unexpected to say the least. I was in Beverly Hills, searching for someone to take me on as their bride, you know, as you do. He was striding around the block, mumbling about a business deal gone wrong. THATS WHEN WE BUMPED ¡NTO EACH OTHER ... AND THERE WERE NO SPARKS. NOT EVEN A HÍNT OF BLOSSOMÍNG LOVE. But next thing I knew, he'd convinced me to preterid to be his girlfriend so he could get his deal back on track. Suddenly, I find myself living in a mansión, enjoying swanky business lunches and pretending we're head over heels in love ...