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.

did it when she was drunk and this was where she had once

you know why I slept

said coldly and believed Maxwell was the

know.It's understandable for you, a thirsty

made the

provoked Isabella so much that she

Wasn't he the one who took advantage of her?

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

words, or more like insults, were stabbing

so much that the only way to

of a retort, her body had already been dominated

time Isabella came back to her senses,

she couldn't see whether

this moment, she

though, she stood

she felt the resentment in her heart was lifted and

Maxwell who had talked nonsense and called

consequence of her impulse was not something

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

expectation that

the first time

thought he was going to hit her and

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

I guess I have to refresh your memory.’ His ruthless voice

felt danger and wanted to

had already reached

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

exerting so much force that he seemed to

pinched or hit him,

a sudden, she was pushed

was pressed against the coffee table where Kyra had put the

actions were fierce and fast, his

Isabella was more clear-headed than ever and knew she couldn't overpower

"Do you remember now?"

slightly curled, and his

need to remember? About you

smiled but her voice was unusually

Maxwell's face disappeared the moment he heard

showing his suppressed anger

should live up to your

Isabella's expression

couldn't hide her amusement, disgust,

was no calmness

flustered, but she could

kept comforting herself by thinking that

to

in her

was a little annoyed by her

head, he kissed

no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't

kiss and planned to take his next action, Isabella slightly

hard, refusing to

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

"Let go of me."

carried the hoarseness, his