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

know why

believed Maxwell was the one

know.It's understandable for you, a

made the

so much

thirsty one? Wasn't he the one who took

and couldn't stop

like insults, were

being heartbroken, she felt it still hurt so much that the

a retort, her body

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

see whether she had left a mark

moment, she was panting

though, she

this slap, she felt the resentment in her heart was lifted and didn't regret it at

it was Maxwell who had

the consequence of her impulse was not something

she slapped Maxwell, the large bedroom was shrouded in the gloom as

expectation that Isabella would

slap, his head was still turning to the side. He realized this was the first time in his life that

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

turned out he was only going to wipe off the blood at the corner of his

have to refresh

danger and wanted to

already reached

struggled with all her

exerting so much force that

pinched or hit him,

of a sudden, she was

pressed against the coffee table where

fierce and fast, his gaze was fixed on Isabella all

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

"Do you remember now?"

slightly curled, and his evil smile

I need to remember? About

response, Isabella also smiled but her voice was unusually

Maxwell's face disappeared the moment he heard her

pressed lips were showing his suppressed anger

you've said so, I should live up to your

at this moment, Isabella's expression did not change

as a joke, she couldn't hide

be honest, there was no calmness

but she could do nothing

by thinking that she was bitten by a

lied to herself, the more upset

in her heart, she was

a little annoyed by her calmness

head, he

matter how hard he tried, he couldn't

take his next action, Isabella slightly

so hard, refusing to

Maxwell and he stopped his action.Hence, this made their current posture

"Let go of me."

hoarseness, his voice