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.

one who got into the bed, she did it

you know why I

Maxwell was

course I know.It's understandable for you, a thirsty woman, to climb

the situation

provoked Isabella so much that she was trembling with

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

last night and couldn't stop moaning.Are you trying to deny it

insults, were stabbing Isabella

hurt so much that the only way to

of a retort, her body had already been dominated by

came back to her senses, she

see whether she had

this moment, she was

though, she stood

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

had talked

the consequence of her impulse was

the large bedroom was shrouded in the gloom

was out of Maxwell's expectation that

turning to the side. He realized this was the first time in his life

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

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

to

felt danger and wanted

had already reached out and grabbed

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

force that he

she pinched or hit him, he wouldn't let

a sudden, she was pushed forcefully

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

his actions were fierce and fast, his

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

"Do you remember now?"

lips slightly curled, and his evil smile made Isabella

do I need to remember? About you raping

but her voice

Maxwell's face disappeared

lips were showing his

said so, I should

expression did not

as a joke, she couldn't hide her

honest, there was

she could do nothing

kept comforting herself by thinking that she was bitten

she lied to herself, the

huge rock in her heart, she

was a little annoyed by her calmness

head, he kissed

hard he tried, he couldn't break through

and planned to take his next action, Isabella slightly raised her body and bit

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