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.

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

why I slept

believed Maxwell was the

understandable for you, a

and made the

so much that she was

was the thirsty one? Wasn't he the

and couldn't stop moaning.Are you

insults, were stabbing Isabella

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

retort,

her senses, she had already slapped

dim lights, she couldn't see whether she had

moment, she was panting

though, she stood straight

slap, she felt the resentment in her heart

who had talked nonsense and

consequence of her impulse was not something

after she slapped Maxwell, the large bedroom was shrouded in the

Maxwell's expectation that Isabella

turning to the side. He realized this was the first time

raising his hand, Isabella thought he was going to hit

out he was only going to wipe off the blood at

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

danger and

reached out and

to do, Isabella struggled with all her strength and tried to shake

he was exerting so much force that he

she pinched or

of a sudden, she was

fell backward and was pressed against the coffee table where Kyra had put the glass

and fast, his gaze was fixed on

knew she couldn't overpower

"Do you remember now?"

lips slightly curled, and

do I need to

also smiled but

Maxwell's face disappeared

pressed lips were showing

said so, I should live up to

at this moment, Isabella's expression did

she couldn't hide her amusement, disgust,

was no calmness in

was flustered, but she could

comforting herself by thinking that she was

to herself, the

rock in her

a little annoyed by her calmness at this

he kissed

hard he tried, he couldn't break through

kiss and planned to take his next action, Isabella

him so hard, refusing to

startled Maxwell and he stopped

"Let go of me."

carried the hoarseness, his voice