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.

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

know why I

believed Maxwell

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

sneered and made the situation stand

Isabella so much that she was

thirsty one? Wasn't he the

so active last night and couldn't

like insults, were stabbing Isabella

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

a retort, her body

Isabella came back to her senses, she had already

the dim lights, she couldn't see whether she had left a

she was panting

though, she stood straight

her heart was lifted

was Maxwell who had

the consequence of her impulse was not

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

Maxwell's expectation that Isabella would

was the first time in his life that he was beaten by someone, and it was

thought he was going to hit her and

to wipe off the blood at

happened last night.Well, I guess I have to

Isabella felt danger and wanted

already reached out and grabbed

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

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

she pinched or

she

against

were fierce and fast, his gaze

this moment, Isabella was more clear-headed than ever and knew she couldn't overpower him.Calmly,

"Do you remember now?"

corners of Maxwell's lips slightly curled, and

to remember? About you

also smiled but her voice was unusually

face disappeared the moment

showing his suppressed anger

should live up to your

Isabella's expression did not

she couldn't

was no calmness in

flustered, but she could

by thinking that she was

lied to herself, the

a huge rock in her

little annoyed

his head, he

he couldn't break through her

take his next action,

bit him so hard, refusing

stopped his

"Let go of me."

the hoarseness, his voice