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 since she moved

you know why

and believed Maxwell was the one who

for you, a thirsty woman, to climb

and made the situation stand in its

so much that she was trembling

he the

so active last night and couldn't stop

words, or more like insults,

she felt it still hurt so much that the only way to

could think of a retort,

came back to her senses, she

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

she was

though, she

resentment in her heart was lifted and didn't regret

who had talked nonsense and called black

consequence of her impulse was not something

shrouded in the gloom as

Maxwell's expectation that Isabella would slap

to the 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

Isabella thought he was going

out he was only going to wipe off the blood at the

to refresh your memory.’ His

felt danger

already reached out and

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

much force that he seemed to want to

pinched or hit him, he

sudden, she was

pressed against the coffee table where Kyra had put the

fierce and fast, his gaze was

ever and knew she couldn't

"Do you remember now?"

of Maxwell's lips slightly curled, and his evil smile made Isabella

I need to remember? About you raping

smiled but

Maxwell's face disappeared the moment he heard

pressed lips were showing

I should live

this moment, Isabella's expression

couldn't hide

there was no calmness in

was flustered, but she could do nothing but

herself by thinking that she was bitten by a

she lied to herself, the more

a huge rock in her heart, she was

Maxwell was a little annoyed

he kissed

no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't break through

take his next action, Isabella

so hard, refusing to let

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

"Let go of me."

the hoarseness, his voice eroded by