A movie star and his former maid get magically married to each other in a parallel universe.
Armand Beauregard is a grumpy asshole of a movie star. I was his maid until he fired me.
A year and a half later, I am doing great, getting engaged to my lovely boyfriend and falling asleep in his arms.
But the next morning, I wake up in the bed of Armand Beauregard and find out we are married to each other.
Everyone around us acts as if we are happy together. Guess what? Armand Beauregard is the last man on Earth I would ever wed. He may be one of the sexiest men alive, but he’s also a jerk.
Until we figure out how to escape this curse, we are stuck together.
I just don’t understand why I start getting butterflies in my belly whenever he’s around.
A year and a half ago, I fired Jordana Rosales, my maid at the time. She shouldn’t have disrespected me.
I thought my former employee would remain in my past until this morning, when out of the blue, she pops up in my bed and, I’m ashamed to admit it, but I got chills. It turns out we are magically hitched.
There’s certainly a way to get rid of Jordana, right? Not only is being married to her bad for my image, but she also infuriates me.
If only I could have fun with other women while I search for a way to set me free of the curse and Jordana. But the women I approach are not keen to get involved now that I am tied up.
I only date actresses; I don’t fall in love with maids. Then why does my heart palpitate every time Jordana enters a room?