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.

true that she was the one who got into the bed, she did it when she was drunk and this was where she had

why

coldly and believed Maxwell was

course I know.It's understandable for you, a

the situation stand in its

Isabella so much

Wasn't he the one who took advantage

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

insults, were stabbing Isabella as

it still hurt so much that the only way to relieve

retort,

senses, she had already slapped Maxwell hard on his

see whether she had

moment, she was panting

she

slap, she felt the resentment in her heart was

had talked nonsense

the consequence of her impulse was not something she could

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

Maxwell's expectation that Isabella would

to the slap, his head was still turning to the side. He realized this was the first time in his

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

turned out he was only going to wipe off the

you wish to forget what happened last night.Well, I guess I have to refresh your memory.’

felt danger and wanted to

reached out and

with all

so much force that he seemed

matter how she pinched or hit him, he wouldn't

sudden, she

and was pressed against the coffee table where Kyra

were fierce and fast, his gaze was fixed

knew she couldn't overpower

"Do you remember now?"

corners of Maxwell's lips slightly curled, and his evil

need to

response, Isabella also smiled but her voice

smile on Maxwell's face disappeared

were showing his suppressed

I should live up to

moment, Isabella's expression did not

joke, she couldn't

was no

could

thinking that she

the more she lied to

huge rock in her heart, she

little annoyed by her

head, he

no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't break

take his next action, Isabella

so hard,

he stopped his action.Hence, this

"Let go of me."

hoarseness, his voice eroded by