Contract Marriage Devil's Trap

Throwing his branded suit away, Maxwell soaked himself in the bathtub and felt annoyed upon thinking about Isabella, who was wildly drunk downstairs now.

When he came out of the bath, he ignored Isabella and went straight to the bed to rest.

However, he couldn't fall asleep after tossing and turning for a long while.

Casting a glance at the clock, he found it was almost two o'clock in the morning.

As it was still early spring, the weather would be a little cold at night, but the heater in the mansion shouldn't freeze Isabella.

Despite thinking of this, he still got up from the bed and walked downstairs for water.

There was no one downstairs at this moment.

Although the kitchen was near, Maxwell couldn't help but turn and walk toward the dimmed dining room.

The servants were obedient because Isabella was now sleeping in the dining room as he had ordered.

But they not only had left her there, but also had brought her a soft mattress and a warm blanket.

To be frank, it was no different from sleeping in the room.

Some loyal servants he had.

He sighed.

What charm did Isabella have? How did she manage to have such a good relationship with the servants after only moving in for a few days? Most importantly, how could she sleep so soundly whereas he couldn't fall asleep at all? Pulling a chair and sitting opposite her, Maxwell fixed his gaze on her and became more annoyed.

Thinking of this, he walked to Isabella's side and kicked her, but she turned over and ignored him.

Suppressing his anger, he pushed her a few more times, but she didn't even flinch and slept like a log.

Hence, he took her blanket away and watched her curl herself up due to coldness.

Soon, she opened her eyes in a daze.

"Why are you in my room?"

Isabella looked up at Maxwell, who had a cold expression, and asked.

Hearing this, Maxwell was exasperated.

"Are you so drunk that you can't remember anything at all?"

Sleepy, Isabella shook her head and pulled the blanket from him, saying, "I'm going to sleep.Get out now."

From her rude attitude, It seemed she was still drunk.

Seeing her fall asleep again, Maxwell suddenly felt a little confused.

like a child now? Throwing the blanket to Isabella, he turned and left while

he calmed down and didn't feel as angry as he

out of his mind, he

dawn, he touched something warm and soft when

"Mm…”

snort rang beside his

immediately, Maxwell opened his eyes and was about to kick the person next to him

was stunned when he found

a brazen woman who wished

would see Isabella sleeping

had no idea when she came back to the room and slept next

to have taken a shower before

or drunk during the shower? Her skin was so fair and smooth that

very well, because every time he had sex with her, he couldn't control his strength and left marks and bruises on her body, which were so conspicuous and implicit that made

her glistening lips was pouting, Maxwell

he had sex with

his desire was that

found chances

right now was

a dilemma of whether he should have sex

had broken his promise too many times, he was worried that she wouldn't

had never trusted him in the first

he hold back his desire? It was Isabella who came to his bed

of this, Maxwell stopped hesitating and pressed his body against

body was getting warm

Maxwell's eyes that were burning with

start, Maxwell had expected that Isabella would wake

body is more honest than your

black eyes were bewitching, and his words made Isabella blush

in a daze, Isabella didn't refuse him

Isabella's possible reactions once she woke up, obedience wasn't on

was a person whose hangover

strong, so she was still in a state of confusion, which

was able to take a shower and walk back to the bed was thanks to

"Is it comfortable?"

at Isabella's watery eyes and asked in a gentle voice that he wasn't even aware

Isabella nodded and put her

to fix her bright gaze on

Maxwell, this was particularly tempting

her, he couldn't hold back for

up, the sky was

was going to explode, but her body was

head, she moaned in

to wait outside for Isabella to wake up, she

rolling on the bed with her head in her hands, Kyra couldn't help but laugh out