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.

when

clothes, she had a rather good

a meter away

eyes narrowed, Maxwell signaled her to walk

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

lost her balance and fell into a warm

for a few seconds, Isabella could hear her

to break away from Maxwell's embrace, her waist was held firmly and

warm body and his erection, which terrified

surprised at

and mind, but this seemed to be not the

hold back himself after

you on your incubation period now,

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

he blew a puff of smoke onto her face,

Isabella couldn't stop

see

his cold face, this scared her

"N-No..."

her

she understood what Maxwell

had kept Madam Sharp's words about letting her meet her great-grandson soon

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