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.

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

why I slept

said coldly and believed Maxwell was the one

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

made the situation stand

much

the thirsty one? Wasn't he the one who took advantage of

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

or more like insults,

so much that the only way to relieve

mind could think of a retort, her body

back to her senses, she had already

she couldn't see whether she had left a

moment, she was

though, she stood straight

this slap, she felt the resentment in her heart was lifted and didn't regret it at

all, it was Maxwell who had talked nonsense

her impulse was

she slapped Maxwell, the large bedroom was shrouded in the gloom as

of Maxwell's expectation that Isabella would

the first time in his life that he was

hand, Isabella thought

wipe off the blood at the corner of his

forget what happened last night.Well, I guess I have to refresh your memory.’ His ruthless voice sounded like the prelude to a

felt danger and wanted

already reached out and grabbed

with all her strength and tried to shake off

was exerting so much force that he seemed to want

matter how she pinched or hit

she was pushed forcefully by

against the coffee

his gaze was fixed on Isabella all

Isabella was more clear-headed than ever and knew she couldn't overpower

"Do you remember now?"

slightly curled, and his evil

I need to remember? About you

response, Isabella also smiled but her voice was

face disappeared the moment he

showing his suppressed anger

you've said so, I should

Isabella's expression

she couldn't hide her

be honest, there was no calmness

flustered, but she could do nothing but act

herself by thinking that she was

the more she lied to herself, the more upset

a huge rock in her heart, she was

annoyed by her calmness at

he

matter how hard he tried, he

he deepened the kiss and planned to take his next action, Isabella slightly raised

him so hard, refusing to

attack startled Maxwell and he stopped his action.Hence, this made their current posture

"Let go of me."

the hoarseness, his voice