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 ever

know why I

and believed Maxwell was

a thirsty woman,

made the situation stand

much that

the one who

last night and couldn't stop

insults, were stabbing

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

of a retort, her body had already been dominated by

back to her senses, she had already

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

moment, she was

she stood

the resentment in her

all, it was Maxwell who had talked nonsense and called

consequence of her impulse was not something

the large bedroom was shrouded in the gloom as if the air was running

Maxwell's expectation that Isabella

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

it turned out he was only going to wipe off the blood at the

seems you wish to forget what happened last night.Well, I guess I have to refresh your memory.’

danger and wanted to

reached

to do, Isabella struggled with all her strength

much force that he seemed to want

how she pinched or hit him, he

she was pushed forcefully

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

actions were fierce and fast, his gaze was fixed on Isabella all

she couldn't overpower him.Calmly, she

"Do you remember now?"

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

to remember?

also smiled but her voice was unusually

Maxwell's face disappeared the moment he heard

pressed lips were showing his suppressed anger

should

Isabella's expression did

actions as a joke, she couldn't hide her

there was no

she could

kept comforting herself by thinking that she was bitten by

lied to herself,

in her heart, she was

annoyed by her

his head, he kissed

he tried, he couldn't break

planned to take his next action, Isabella slightly raised her body and bit his

bit him so hard,

startled Maxwell and he stopped his action.Hence, this

"Let go of me."

the hoarseness,