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 drunk and this was where she had

you know why

said coldly and believed Maxwell was

you, a thirsty woman, to climb

the situation stand

so much that she

he the

night and couldn't stop

words, or more like insults, were stabbing Isabella as

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

a retort, her body had already been dominated by

to her senses, she

whether she had left a mark

this moment, she was

though, she stood straight

in her heart was lifted and

who had talked nonsense

of her impulse was not something

slapped Maxwell, the large bedroom was shrouded

out of Maxwell's expectation that Isabella would

He realized this was the first time

his gaze to her and raising his hand, Isabella thought he was

it turned out he was only going to wipe

to refresh your memory.’ His ruthless

Isabella felt danger and wanted

had already reached

clearly what he wanted to do, Isabella struggled with all her strength and tried

exerting so much force that he seemed

pinched or hit him, he wouldn't let

of a sudden, she was pushed forcefully

her balance, Isabella fell backward and was pressed against the coffee table where Kyra had put the

and fast, his gaze was fixed

clear-headed than ever and knew she couldn't overpower him.Calmly, she looked at him and

"Do you remember now?"

Maxwell's lips slightly curled, and

I need to remember? About

response, Isabella also smiled but her voice

disappeared the moment he

pressed lips were showing his suppressed anger

so, I should live up

this moment, Isabella's expression did not change

a joke, she couldn't hide her amusement, disgust, and disdain on

honest, there was no calmness in

but she could do nothing

kept comforting herself by thinking that she

she lied to herself, the more upset she

rock in her heart, she

was a little annoyed by her calmness at

head, he kissed her

he couldn't

as he deepened the kiss and planned to take his next action, Isabella slightly raised her body and bit

so hard,

abrupt attack startled Maxwell and he stopped his

"Let go of me."

hoarseness, his voice eroded by