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

why I

Maxwell was the one who was

you, a thirsty woman,

made the situation stand in its

Isabella so much that she was trembling with

he the

were so active last night and couldn't stop moaning.Are you trying to

like insults, were stabbing

felt it still hurt so much that the only way to relieve it was

a retort, her body had

Isabella came back to her senses, she had already slapped Maxwell hard on

whether she

this moment, she

she stood

she felt the resentment in her heart was lifted and

Maxwell who had talked nonsense

the consequence of her impulse was not something she could

the large bedroom was shrouded in the gloom as

expectation that Isabella

the side. He realized this was the first time in his life that he was beaten by someone, and

thought he was going to hit her and

it turned out he was only going to wipe

happened last night.Well, I guess I have to refresh your memory.’ His ruthless voice sounded like

Isabella felt danger and

already reached out and

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

exerting so much force that he

how she pinched or hit him, he wouldn't

sudden, she was

was pressed against the coffee

fast, his gaze was fixed

this moment, Isabella was more clear-headed than ever and knew she

"Do you remember now?"

slightly curled, and his evil

to remember?

also smiled but her voice was unusually

smile on Maxwell's face disappeared the moment he heard

were showing his suppressed

should live up

Isabella's expression

couldn't hide

was no calmness in her

could do nothing but act

kept comforting herself by thinking that she was

lied to herself,

huge rock in her heart, she was

was a little annoyed by her

head, he kissed her

hard he tried, he couldn't break through

his next action, Isabella slightly raised her body and bit his

hard, refusing

abrupt attack startled Maxwell and he stopped his

"Let go of me."

the hoarseness, his voice eroded