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.

was the one who got into the bed, she did it when she was drunk and this was where she had once slept ever

why I slept

and believed Maxwell was the one who

understandable for you, a thirsty woman,

sneered and made the situation stand

so much that she was trembling

he the one who took

active last night and couldn't stop moaning.Are you

like insults, were stabbing Isabella as

that the only way to

retort, her body had already been dominated by

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

whether she had

she

she stood straight

her heart was lifted and didn't regret it

it was Maxwell who had talked nonsense and called

the consequence of her impulse was

large bedroom was shrouded in the gloom as if

expectation that Isabella would slap

slap, 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

his hand, Isabella thought he

to wipe off the blood

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

Isabella felt danger and

Maxwell had already reached out and

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

was exerting so much force that he seemed

how she pinched or hit him,

sudden, she was pushed forcefully by

balance, Isabella fell backward and was pressed against the

fierce and fast, his gaze was fixed on

she couldn't overpower him.Calmly, she looked at him and even gave

"Do you remember now?"

curled, and his

need to remember? About

response, Isabella also smiled but her voice was

smile on Maxwell's face disappeared the moment he

were showing his suppressed

I should live up to

moment, Isabella's expression did not

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

was

flustered, but she could do

by thinking that she was bitten

to herself, the more upset she

rock in her heart,

a little annoyed by her

head, he kissed

matter how hard he tried, he couldn't break through her tightly closed

he deepened the kiss and 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 made their current posture

"Let go of me."

the hoarseness, his voice eroded