In my world, nothing is merry and bright. More like dark and dank. In fact, deck the halls should be deck the slobbering drunk who waited for me to get off work and followed me to my car with only one thing in mind. He didn’t expect a smart girl with a handy-dandy taser, ready to light the star on his tree. Unfortunately, I didn’t expect there to be two of them.

I run the most elite auction in the world. Candidates and bidders come from all over the globe hoping to change their lives. And I deliver. I’m in the business of bringing couples together in a mutually beneficial and legally binding marriage. The terms are three years for no less than a million dollars a year, not including my commission. Once a pair signs on the dotted line, the contract ensures there is no going back.