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

why I slept

believed Maxwell

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

made the situation stand in

words provoked Isabella so much that she

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

last night and couldn't

words, or more like insults, were

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

her mind could think of a retort, her body

the time Isabella came back to her senses, she had already slapped Maxwell hard on his

she couldn't see whether she had left

she

she stood

felt the resentment in her

was Maxwell who had talked nonsense and

the consequence of her impulse was not something

bedroom was shrouded in the gloom

Maxwell's expectation that Isabella would slap

the side. He realized this was the first time

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

turned out he was only going to wipe off the

night.Well, I guess I have to refresh your memory.’

felt danger and

Maxwell had already reached out and grabbed

what he wanted to do, Isabella struggled with

much force that he seemed to want to crush her

she pinched or hit him,

a sudden, she was

fell backward and was pressed against the coffee

were fierce and fast, his gaze was fixed

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

"Do you remember now?"

curled, and his evil smile

to remember? About you raping

Isabella also smiled but her

face disappeared the

showing his suppressed

so, I should live up to

moment, Isabella's expression

at his actions as a joke, she couldn't hide

be honest, there was no

was flustered, but she could do nothing but act

herself by thinking that she

the more she lied to herself, the more upset

huge rock in

was a little annoyed

head, he kissed her

hard he tried, he couldn't break through her tightly

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

him so hard,

he stopped his

"Let go of me."

hoarseness, his voice eroded by