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 slept

why

said coldly and believed Maxwell was the one

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

and made the situation stand in its

so much that she was trembling

was the thirsty one? Wasn't he the one

and couldn't stop moaning.Are you trying to

like insults, were stabbing

she felt it still hurt so much that the only way to

a retort, her body had already been dominated

time Isabella came back to her senses, she had already

whether she had left a mark

moment, she was

she

felt the resentment in her heart was lifted and didn't regret it

had talked nonsense and called black

the consequence of her impulse

Maxwell, the large bedroom was shrouded in the gloom as

expectation

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

her and raising his hand, Isabella thought

it turned out he was only going to wipe off

have to refresh your memory.’ His ruthless

danger and wanted

reached out and

to do, Isabella struggled with all

so much force that he seemed to want to crush her

or hit

a sudden, she was pushed

and was pressed against the

were fierce and fast, his

more clear-headed than ever and knew she couldn't overpower him.Calmly, she looked at him and

"Do you remember now?"

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

I need to remember?

smiled but

face disappeared

were showing

should live up to

Isabella's expression did

a joke, she couldn't hide

honest, there was no calmness in her

could do nothing but act

by thinking that she was bitten by a

more she lied to herself, the more upset she

rock in

little annoyed by her calmness at this

his head, he kissed

how hard he tried, he couldn't

planned to take his next action, Isabella slightly raised her

hard, refusing

attack startled Maxwell and he stopped

"Let go of me."

carried the hoarseness, his voice