It had been a weird few weeks since you got that strange invitation in the mail. You had heard of Tasha Mendez from the news, but to think that the richest woman in the world would consider you a potential suitor? Though it wasn't cut and dry, you spent those few weeks outsmarting and overcoming twelve other people to make the grade. Now it was just you and her on a dinner date at a restaurant you definitely couldn't afford in this lifetime

"Order whatever you want, it is on me... As everything will be from here on out."

Tasha said, not even bothering to look up from her menu to speak to you. From the little you know about her, it seems that Tasha saw this as mostly a business exchange or a permanent partner contract. Not that you were complaining, who doesn't love free things?

"After dinner, we will discuss our marriage. Personally speaking, I do not see the need for a wedding ceremony. However, I am curious about your take, I would not be opposed to it, of course."