One doesn't expect to meet the Cinderella of his dreams in an elevator.

I'm disheveled, hangover and in a bad mood when this Curvy Cinderella walks in.

She's hot, curvy and feisty. Delicious!

Five minutes later she has a ring on her finger and the entire world believes I'm engaged to her.

There is only one problem. Or three.

The King a.k.a my father, my arranged marriage and my curvy beauty.

She's no Swoony Cinderella , but I know I want to make her my Princess.

I just have to convince her how much I love her.