I went to the bar to relax because my dad was stressing me about getting married.

"One tequila, please," I ordered.

As I glanced at the bartender, a unique idea struck me. It seemed like the perfect way to push back against my dad's expectations, I just had to convince this girl to agree with me

"How much do you make here?" I asked, catching her off guard with my sudden question. She seemed hesitant to answer.

"I'll pay you 10,000 dollar every month just to join me in a fake marriage. And if you say yes right now, I'll sweeten the deal with $500,000."