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 when she was drunk and this

know why I

believed Maxwell was the one who

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

the situation stand in

so much

one? Wasn't he the one

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

insults, were stabbing Isabella as

being heartbroken, she felt it still hurt so much that the only way to relieve it was to dig out her

a retort,

senses, she had already slapped Maxwell hard on his

the dim lights, she couldn't see whether she had left a mark on his

this moment, she was panting

though, she

resentment in her heart was lifted and

who had talked nonsense

the consequence of her impulse was not something she

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

was out of Maxwell's expectation that Isabella

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

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

only going to wipe off the blood at the corner of his

I guess I have to

Isabella felt danger and wanted

had already reached out

do, Isabella struggled with all

was exerting so much force that he seemed to want to

she pinched or hit him,

of a sudden, she was pushed

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

and fast, his gaze was fixed on Isabella

than ever and knew she couldn't overpower him.Calmly, she looked

"Do you remember now?"

Maxwell's lips slightly curled, and his evil smile made

need to remember? About

but

on Maxwell's face disappeared the

pressed lips were showing his suppressed anger

said so, I should live up to

this moment, Isabella's expression did not change

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

there was no calmness

flustered, but she could do nothing but

by thinking that she was bitten by

to herself, the more upset

rock in her

little annoyed by her calmness

he

tried, he

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

hard,

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

"Let go of me."

hoarseness, his voice