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.

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

know why I

Maxwell

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

the situation stand in

provoked Isabella so much that she was

one? Wasn't he the one who took

night and couldn't stop moaning.Are you trying

or more like insults, were stabbing Isabella as

it still hurt so much that the only way

of a retort, her body

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

couldn't see whether

moment, she was panting

though, she

slap, she felt the resentment in her

was Maxwell who had

consequence of her impulse was not something

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

Maxwell's expectation that

the side. He realized this was the first time in his

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

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

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

felt danger and wanted to

reached out

struggled with all her strength and

exerting so much force that he seemed to want

how she pinched or hit him,

a sudden, she was pushed

was pressed against the coffee table where Kyra had

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

clear-headed than ever and knew she couldn't

"Do you remember now?"

of Maxwell's lips slightly curled,

I need to remember? About you

but her voice

smile on Maxwell's face disappeared the

pressed lips were showing his suppressed

said so, I should live up to

moment, Isabella's expression did

she couldn't hide her amusement, disgust, and disdain on her

was no calmness in her

was flustered, but she could do

comforting herself by thinking that she was bitten by

lied to herself, the more

huge rock in her

little annoyed by

head, he kissed her

how hard he tried, he couldn't break through her

to take his next

so hard, refusing

Maxwell and he stopped

"Let go of me."

the hoarseness, his voice