The False Bride：The Sweet Maid Became Mrs. Howard

In a dimly lit room, the air was thick with the smell of alcohol. Natalie Teeger pushed open the door, barely making out the sound of a man's heavy breathing. She fumbled her way to the bed, but before she could say anything, a strong force yanked her down. Natalie fell onto the bed, completely out of control.

A hot body pressed down on her, and she instinctively cried out, "No." With Alice Cullen's words in mind, she closed her eyes, fighting back tears and a sense of humiliation.

The man pulled her into his arms, feeling her trembling. "Relax, don't be scared," he said in a husky voice. "I'll take care of you." As he spoke, his scorching kisses landed on her cheeks.

Having never been with a man before, Natalie could only rely on her body's instincts to respond to him. Half-drunk, the man pushed himself into her unprepared body, making her clutch his arms in pain. He paused, seemingly waiting for her to adjust to him, then began to move violently. Her breasts bounced with his rhythm, and he couldn't resist sucking on them. Natalie moaned, her body turning red and limp under him.

After what felt like an eternity, the man grunted, and Natalie felt a hot rush inside her. He collapsed on top of her, exhausted, and soon fell asleep. Natalie, equally drained, forced herself to sit up, gather her scattered clothes, and hastily pack her things. In her rush, she accidentally picked up a diamond pendant.

Biting her lip, she glanced back at the sleeping man. The blanket had slipped to his waist, revealing his muscular torso and chiseled features. She didn't dare linger and quickly left the room. As a maid for the Cullen family, she bore a striking resemblance to Alice Cullen, the family's eldest daughter. Alice constantly found ways to humiliate her, and this time, she had made Natalie sleep with a man. For the sake of her hospitalized mother and the mounting medical bills, Natalie had no choice but to agree.

At the end of the hallway, Alice, impeccably dressed, was waiting. "Alice, it's done. The money you promised," Natalie said softly, clutching her shirt nervously.

Alice's scornful eyes locked onto the marks on Natalie's neck, causing her to clench her teeth. This night should have been hers, but she was no longer a virgin. Natalie had gotten the better deal. Alice pulled out a bank card and tossed it at her, warning, "If word gets out about tonight, you won't get away with it."

Natalie nodded in understanding. She didn't want anyone to know about this either. Satisfied, Alice turned and strutted into the room.

The next morning, Adrian Howard opened his eyes, sitting up with his shirt off. His tousled hair and chiseled features exuded an air of authority and nobility. His gaze fell on the woman sleeping beside him.