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.

the one who got into the bed, she did it when she

know why I

and believed Maxwell was

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

sneered and made the situation

Isabella so much that she was trembling

one? Wasn't he the one who took

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

like insults,

much that

could think of a retort, her body had already been dominated by

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

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

this moment, she

though, she

in her heart was lifted and didn't

who had talked nonsense

impulse was not something she could

bedroom was shrouded in the gloom as

Maxwell's expectation that Isabella

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

Maxwell turning his gaze to her and raising his hand, Isabella thought

going to wipe off the blood at the corner of

last night.Well, I guess I have to

felt danger and

Maxwell had already reached

Isabella struggled with all her strength and tried to shake off

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

matter how she pinched or hit him,

a sudden, she was pushed forcefully

pressed against the coffee table where Kyra had put

fast, his gaze was

Isabella was more clear-headed than ever and knew she couldn't overpower him.Calmly, she looked at him and even gave up

"Do you remember now?"

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

to remember? About you

Isabella also smiled but

on Maxwell's face disappeared the moment he

showing his suppressed anger

should live up

at this moment, Isabella's expression did not change

actions as a joke, she couldn't hide her

was no calmness

she could do nothing but act

kept comforting herself by thinking that she was

more she lied to herself,

in her heart, she

was a little annoyed by her calmness

head, he

how hard he tried, he couldn't

take his next action, Isabella slightly raised her

so hard,

abrupt attack startled Maxwell and he stopped his

"Let go of me."

hoarseness, his voice