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 did it when she was drunk and this was where she had once slept ever since she moved

know why

said coldly and believed Maxwell was the one

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

the situation

provoked Isabella so much that she was trembling

one? Wasn't he the one who took

active last night and couldn't stop moaning.Are

or more like insults, were stabbing

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

her mind could think of a retort, her body had already

her senses, she

couldn't see whether she had left a mark

she was

she stood straight

the resentment in her heart was lifted and

it was Maxwell who had talked nonsense and called black

of her impulse was not something

bedroom was shrouded

expectation that Isabella would slap

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

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

to wipe off

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

Isabella felt danger

had already reached

wanted to do, Isabella struggled with all

force that he seemed

how she pinched or

of a sudden, she was pushed forcefully by

backward and was pressed against the coffee table where Kyra had put the

his actions were fierce and fast, his

was more clear-headed than ever and knew she couldn't overpower him.Calmly, she

"Do you remember now?"

lips slightly curled, and his evil

to remember?

response, Isabella also smiled but her voice was unusually

on Maxwell's face disappeared the moment he

lips were showing his suppressed anger

I should

expression did not change

at his actions as a joke, she couldn't hide her amusement,

be honest, there was no calmness in

but she could do nothing but act

that

she lied to herself, the more

huge rock in her

a little annoyed by

his head, he kissed her

how hard he tried, he

his next action,

bit him so hard, refusing to

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

"Let go of me."

the hoarseness, his