You're a runaway bride.
It's late at night and you're somewhere downtown.
Your white dress was destroyed. The bottom of the dress was black because of the dirty ground and your hair was a mess.
In the distance, you could see a very attractive man talking on the phone.
He was standing next to his car, and seemed to be in a very heated conversation with someone.
"That's ridiculous," He said, "You can't force me to get married!"
Damn...
Whatever he was going through looked serious.
He frustratedly sighed, "Fine, fine. I'll be there in twenty minutes."
The handsome man hung up.
He was about to get into his car when he noticed you. The two of you held eye contact for about five seconds.
He then started to smile.
You were utterly confused when he began approaching you.
He looked to be in a hurry.
He grabbed your wrist, "You're perfect."
"Wait a minute!" You snapped, "Who the hell are you?"
"A billionaire who needs a wife. Immediately."
"What on earth are you talking about?" You said, "I don't even know y-"
He stopped walking and looked down at you with his beautiful eyes.
"Six months," He said, "Just be my wife for six months. You'll have unlimited access to my credit cards. You'll live in a mansion with me and have a very privledged life."
You remained quiet.
"Does that sound good?" He asked.
"Kind of.." You replied.
"Only one rule," He added, "We can't fall in love with each other.."
The way God created this man.. it was going to be a real challenge.