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.

that she was the one who got into the bed, she did it when she was drunk

you know why I

believed Maxwell was the

you, a thirsty woman, to climb

the

provoked Isabella so much that she was

one? Wasn't he the

and couldn't

like insults, were stabbing Isabella

felt it still hurt so much that the only way

a retort, her body had

her senses, she had already slapped Maxwell hard

dim lights, she couldn't see whether

she was panting

though, she

the resentment in her heart was

it was Maxwell who had talked nonsense

impulse was not

Maxwell, the large bedroom was shrouded in the gloom as if the

of Maxwell's expectation that Isabella would slap

He realized this was the first time

turning his gaze to her and raising his hand, Isabella thought

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

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

danger and wanted

Maxwell had already reached out

Isabella struggled with all her strength and tried

exerting so much force that he seemed to want

or hit

sudden, she was

Isabella fell backward and was pressed against the coffee table where Kyra had put

his actions were fierce and fast, his gaze was fixed on Isabella all

than ever and knew she couldn't overpower

"Do you remember now?"

of Maxwell's lips slightly curled, and his evil

I need to remember? About you

but

face disappeared the moment

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

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

be honest, there was

she could do nothing but

herself by thinking that she was bitten by a

she lied to

rock in her heart,

little annoyed by her calmness at this

head, he

he

take his next action, Isabella slightly raised her

bit him so hard, refusing to

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

"Let go of me."

hoarseness,