Contract Marriage Devil's Trap

When Isabella came out of the bathroom, she noticed the bright lights in the room had been dimmed.

On the couch not far away, smoke was swirling in the shadow and the red light of the cigarette was conspicuous.

Holding the cigarette, Maxwell fixed his dark, sharp gaze on Isabella.

Under his stare, Isabella felt her heartbeat skip a beat and panic rise in her heart.

"Come here."

The cold voice made Isabella shiver unconsciously.

"I-I'm done with the bathroom.You can take a shower now."

She looked a little flustered and tried not to look at Maxwell.

"Don't make me repeat my words."

Compared to just now, Maxwell sounded colder, and the oppressive aura that he was emitting became stronger.

Sighing in her heart, Isabella walked over.

In the coming two years, she had to learn to get along with this man.

Seeing Isabella walk toward him, Maxwell's became less gloomy.With the cigarette in his mouth, he narrowed his eyes and looked at her.

Isabella looked stunning when

ugly clothes, she

stopped a meter

his eyes narrowed, Maxwell signaled her to walk

Isabella moved closer, he grabbed her arm and pulled her to him

her balance and fell

for a few seconds, Isabella could hear

about to break away from Maxwell's embrace, her waist was held firmly and her whole body was pressed against

she felt his warm body and his erection,

at his weak

his desire take over his heart and mind, but this seemed to

back himself after merely touching

on your incubation

his mouth away, Maxwell asked in a low and hoarse voice,

puff of smoke

Isabella couldn't stop

she could see his

comparison to his cold face, this

"N-No..."

shook her head and

she understood what Maxwell

words about letting her meet her great-grandson soon in

he put out the cigarette in his hand, a playful smile appeared on