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 where she had once slept

know why I

and believed Maxwell was the one who

a thirsty

and made the situation stand in its

Isabella so much

one? Wasn't he the one who took

last night and couldn't stop

insults, were stabbing Isabella as

being heartbroken, she felt it still hurt so much that the

of a retort,

back to her senses, she had already slapped Maxwell hard

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

she

though, she

slap, she felt the resentment in her heart

was Maxwell who had talked nonsense

her impulse

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

Maxwell's expectation

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

his hand, Isabella thought he was going to hit her

he was only going to wipe off the blood at

happened last night.Well, I guess I have to

felt danger and

had already reached

clearly what he wanted to do, Isabella struggled with all her strength and tried to shake off his

so much force that he

pinched or hit him, he

a sudden, she was

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

his

knew she couldn't

"Do you remember now?"

of Maxwell's lips slightly curled, and

I need to

also smiled but

disappeared the moment he

lips were showing his suppressed

said so, I should live

expression did not

she couldn't hide her amusement, disgust,

there was no calmness

was flustered, but she could do nothing but

by thinking that

to herself, the more

huge rock in

a little annoyed by her calmness at this

he kissed her

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

his next action,

bit him so hard,

Maxwell and he stopped

"Let go of me."

the hoarseness, his voice