My Romance with Mr. Howard

Chapter 1: It All Started Under the BedOn the cruise ship Pluto. The starlight shone over the sea and illuminated the waves with the light coming out of the ship. Anne Green jumped down from the ladder and quickly pushed open a small door in front of her. She was in her fourth year and was about to graduate. She had been working as an intern for LP Magazine. Today, she was here for evidence of Yvonne Yoda spreading fake news. If she succeeded, she would become a regular employee. As one would expect from the rich, everything in the room made her speechless. It was way much better than her narrow four-bed room! "Evidence..." She took out her phone and quickly rummaged through the room, trying to take photos as evidence. Two minutes later, she heard footsteps and the sound of opening the door. "Oh, no!" Her heart sank. She looked around and realized that she could only hide under the bed. Gritting her teeth, she crawled over there. As soon as she got under the bed, she was grabbed by a huge hand! It almost scared her out of her wits. Oh my God, there's a man under the bed! It was very dim, and she could barely see the man's dark eyes and tall nose... "Who are you?" she asked in a panic. The man took a deep breath. He turned over and covered her mouth. His hand smelled like a mixture of lavender and musk. It was so narrow under the bed and he pressed her so hard that she couldn't breathe. At this moment, the door opened! Then a woman came in laughing loudly, "Haha, baby, come on..." From her voice, Anne could tell that the woman was Yvonne Yoda, the ace editor of HS Magazine. The next second, the big bed suddenly sank. The man on top of her felt even heavier. Well... she struggled uncomfortably. "Don't move..."The man's lips were close to her ear, and his deep voice came into her ears. Anne's eyes widened. The man was getting closer and closer. What the hell... How could he do that? She struggled wildly and was close to tears. Meanwhile, there was a big noise above! "Hmm..." The man with Yvonne suddenly let out a sigh of relief. Anne's eyes widened as if she had been struck by lightning. Wasn't that the voice of her boyfriend, Tony Foster? How could it be possible? Why was he here? How could he spend time with Yvonne here? He said that he was on a business trip! "Tony, who do you think is better, me or Anne Green?" Yvonne said delicately. "Of course it's you. Anne is like a piece of wood. She is just my maid..." Tony Foster said rudely. Anne was heartbroken. Tears welled up in her eyes. She was so angry that she forgot to roar and kept trembling. The man on top of her pressed his hand against her mouth even harder, and his body leaned over as well. "Um..." Anne was both angry and scared, but she couldn't break free. She had never been so desperate, both physically and mentally in pain! ... There was a knock on the door, and it was getting more and more urgent. Tony Foster cursed as he opened the door. After several loud bangs, Tony fell straight to the floor. Yvonne Yoda jumped out of the bed. Before she could scream, she was hit in the head and fainted. "Young master," several men came to the bed and called out together. "Get out." the man on top of Anne said in a low voice. They left quickly. The man slowly let go of Anne, who had just been r***d, and then nimbly crawled out from under the bed. Someone came in with clean clothes respectfully, waiting for his order. The man put on his coat and looked indifferently at the man and woman who were lying on the floor. Then he strode over them. "There's another woman under the bed. Take her back," said the man in a low voice when he went out. Chapter 2: A Fake MarriageTick-tock... The sound of the clock rang in Anne's ears. She suddenly opened her eyes and looked up anxiously at the crystal chandelier. "You're awake. Our young master wants to see you." A gentle voice came from behind her. She quickly turned around and saw a middle-aged woman in a blue suit looking at her with a poker face. "What young master?" She was stunned. "He's in the garden." The woman opened the curtains, and the sunshine poured in. Not far away was the beach, and the blue sea was endless. There was a huge white rose garden below, and a tall man was sitting among the white roses. From her point of view, she could only see his profile, which was elegant and athletic. Anne was in a daze for a few seconds. Suddenly, she thought of what had happened under the bed! She ran out of the door and rushed straight to him. She asked angrily, "Hey, how could you... How dare you..." She stammered and couldn't say the word "r**e". It was a disaster for a girl like her! She had just one boyfriend. That was Tony Foster. They hadn't even had a French kiss before she was r***d by this strange man! Anne couldn't help trembling. She wanted to kill him. The man gracefully put down his red wine glass. He looked at her coldly with a faint smile. "I will compensate you for what happened." The man glanced at her with calm eyes. Then, two men in gray shirts strode over. "Miss Green, please sign it." One of them showed her a document, and the other handed her a pen. "What the hell is it?" Anne was surprised to see the large "Marriage Agreement" written on the first page of the document. "For some reason, I have to get married today and the bride must be someone unknown to others. You're the right one. Of course, I won't let you suffer losses," he said in a low voice. Anne felt that she was still dreaming! Otherwise, how could she have met such a lunatic? "Please sign it, Miss Green." The men in gray placed the agreement and a VVIP card in front of her. "Sir, I don't know what's wrong with you. What we're talking about now is..." Before she could finish her words, she found a stack of photos under the agreement, her nude photos! She was stunned. She couldn't believe that this man had taken such photos of her! "I don't like nonsense. If you sign it, you can take away the money and photos. Our marriage will last for three months. Then, we can end it. However, you have to keep it a secret. If you cooperate, I won't treat you shabbily. Otherwise, I will destroy everything you have." The male raised his eyes, pushing the card towards her. His voice was calm yet irresistible. Anne's mind was buzzing. She had tried her best to marry her boyfriend, only to find that he had slept with another woman. This man had only met her once, and he was forcing her to accept a fake marriage with him! What kind of man he was! He was just a heartless p*****t and a cold-blooded jerk! "What's wrong with you? Can't I just say no? I don't want it." Anne's face was flushed, and her eyes were full of tears. Although she was born into an ordinary family, she was also the apple of her parents' eyes. Why would she allow a man to bully her like this? "If you don't sign it, your photos will appear in every mailbox of LP Magazine. Don't worry, our marriage won't leave any traces in your file, and it won't affect your marriage in the future," the man said calmly. "You devil!" Anne couldn't help crying. She rushed over and punched him with her fists. The man didn't stop her. He just looked at her indifferently. "You have to accept what has happened. If there are other options, I won't have a relationship with you. I'm not interested in a fatso like you." What? How could he say that? A fatso? She was not fat at all. She just had a little round face. How dare he call her a fatso! It was so insulting! "Tell her to sign and send her away." The man looked down and got up to leave. Anne really hoped that some bird droppings would land on his head! "Women often suffer losses in this kind of thing. You might as well sign it. There is five million in the card." The middle-aged woman came. She put the card and the agreement into Anne's bag. Anne turned her head and looked around. She was so angry and desperate that she was trembling. The villa was so large. It was surrounded by a white rose garden. There were several stained-glass windows on the top floor. In the sun, they gleamed brightly. This man was so rich that he could use money to buy whatever he wanted. Why didn't she take the money? She deserved it. Anne wiped her tears, grabbed her bag tightly, and strode out. She would sue him! The money and the agreement were her evidence!