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

know why I

and believed Maxwell was the one who

for you, a thirsty

sneered and made the

Isabella so much

one? Wasn't he the one who took advantage

active last night and couldn't stop moaning.Are

insults, were

much that the only way to relieve it

of a retort,

Isabella came back to her senses, she had already slapped

couldn't see whether she had left a mark

this moment, she was panting

she stood

resentment in her heart

it was Maxwell who had talked

of her impulse was not something she

bedroom was shrouded in the gloom as if the air was running

of Maxwell's expectation that Isabella would slap

was still turning to the side. He realized this was the first time in his life that he was beaten by someone, and it was by a

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

only going to wipe off the blood at the

guess I have to refresh your

danger and wanted to

already reached out and

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

he was exerting so much force that

or hit him, he wouldn't

of a sudden, she

balance, Isabella fell backward and was pressed against the coffee

fierce and fast, his gaze was fixed

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

"Do you remember now?"

curled, and his evil smile

I need to remember? About you

Isabella also smiled but her

face disappeared the moment

showing his

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

this moment, Isabella's expression did not change

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

be honest, there was no calmness in

was flustered, but she could

that she

more she lied to herself, the more

in her heart, she

a little annoyed by her calmness

head, he kissed her

no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't

deepened the kiss and planned to take his next action,

bit him so hard, refusing to let

and he stopped his

"Let go of me."

the hoarseness,