Contract Marriage Devil's Trap

"Are you sure you aren't seducing me now?"

Maxwell's voice echoed in Isabella's ears, his voice hoarse and attractive.Isabella felt a chill on her legs.

Looking down, she became so embarrassed that she wished to dig a hole for herself.

She had completely forgotten that she wasn't wearing her pajamas now.

With Maxwell's reminder, everything that had happened last night flashed through her mind and the memory was so vivid that she couldn't help but blush.

Moreover, she was only wearing a white shirt, which belonged to Maxwell.

Fortunately, he was much taller than her, so his shirt managed to cover her upper thighs.

Yet, her exposed legs indeed looked alluring.

Therefore, in Maxwell's eyes, this scene was undoubtedly a seduction.

Since he was already aroused when he saw her just now, he was fighting hard not to conform to his desire now.

Although he was a man with high self-control, he couldn't help but clench his fists.

In the past, any seduction was nothing to him and he wouldn't be affected at all.

However, he found Isabella's actions the most enchanting because she didn't do it on purpose.

Even though he told himself he needed to behave, his body reacted oppositely.

Slowly, he couldn't stop himself from walking toward her.

Meanwhile, Isabella was anxiously searching for clothes and didn't notice Maxwell approaching.

When she finally found the dress she left in the room and wanted to change into it, she was hugged from behind.

With his body pressed against her back, she could feel his unusually high temperature as if he couldn't wait to be intimate with her.

At once, she trembled violently.

In her heart, she almost cursed and wondered whether there would be a day when Maxwell was no longer insatiable.

While Isabella was in a daze, Maxwell was slowly moving his hands up from her belly.

Feeling this, she struggled and fiercely shook off his hands.

"I'm not seducing you, and I'm not interested to have sex with you."

Isabella turned to look at Maxwell with obvious disgust in her eyes.

Under this kind of gaze, Maxwell snapped out of his infatuation and knew being with him was something she had never wanted.

However, he couldn't hold back from hurting her upon meeting her disgusted gaze.

Saying harsh and hostile words to her might be better.

"I thought you enjoyed it very much.It was you who climbed into my bed last night."

Maxwell looked at Isabella coldly.

From the moment she broke free, the desire in his eyes had completely disappeared.

Hearing this, Isabella was exasperated.

true that she was the one who got into the bed, she did it when she was drunk and this was where she had once

you know why I slept

said coldly and believed Maxwell was the one who

course I know.It's understandable for you, a thirsty woman, to climb

made the situation

words provoked Isabella so much that she was trembling with

he the one

last night and couldn't stop moaning.Are you trying to deny

words, or more like insults, were stabbing Isabella

she felt it still hurt so much that the only way to relieve it was to dig out

retort, her body had already been dominated by

Isabella came back to her senses, she had already slapped Maxwell hard on his

lights, she couldn't see whether she had left a mark on his

this moment, she was panting

though, she stood

in her heart was lifted and didn't regret

it was Maxwell who had talked

consequence of her impulse was not something she

slapped Maxwell, the large bedroom was shrouded in the gloom as if the air was

of Maxwell's expectation that Isabella would slap

the slap, his head was still turning to the side. He realized this was the first time in his life that he

gaze to her and raising his hand, Isabella thought he was going to hit her and was

only going to wipe off the blood at the

guess I have to

Isabella felt danger

already reached out and

to do, Isabella struggled with all

he was exerting so much force that he seemed to want to crush her

she pinched or hit him,

sudden, she was

balance, Isabella fell backward and was pressed against the coffee table

fierce and fast, his

and knew she couldn't overpower him.Calmly, she looked at him

"Do you remember now?"

corners of Maxwell's lips slightly curled, and his evil smile

I need to

but

disappeared

showing his

I should live up

Isabella's expression

as a joke, she couldn't hide her amusement, disgust,

was

flustered, but she could do

herself by thinking that

lied to herself, the more upset she

a huge rock in

Maxwell was a little annoyed

head, he kissed her

how hard he tried, he couldn't

to take his next action, Isabella

bit him so hard,

he stopped his action.Hence, this made their

"Let go of me."

the hoarseness, his voice