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.

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

you know why I

believed Maxwell was

you, a thirsty

sneered and made the situation stand in

much that she

one? Wasn't he the one who

and couldn't stop moaning.Are you trying to

insults, were stabbing Isabella as

that the only way to relieve it was

mind could think of a retort, her body had already

the time Isabella came back to her senses, she had already slapped Maxwell hard on his

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

moment, she was panting

she

this slap, she felt the resentment in her heart was lifted and didn't regret

all, it was Maxwell who had

of her impulse was not

the large bedroom was shrouded in

was out of Maxwell's expectation that Isabella

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

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

it turned out he was only going to wipe off the blood

happened last night.Well, I guess I have to refresh

felt danger and

already reached out and grabbed

do, Isabella struggled with all her strength and tried

he was exerting so much force that he seemed

she pinched or hit him, he wouldn't

of a sudden, she was pushed forcefully

her balance, Isabella fell backward and was pressed against the coffee table where Kyra had put the

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

and knew she couldn't overpower him.Calmly, she

"Do you remember now?"

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

I need to remember? About you

but her voice was

face disappeared the moment

were showing his suppressed anger

so, I should live up to

expression

joke, she couldn't hide her amusement,

there was

flustered, but she could do nothing but act

comforting herself by thinking that

more she lied to herself,

in

annoyed by

his head, he kissed

he tried, he couldn't break through

take his next action, Isabella slightly raised

so hard, refusing to let

Maxwell and he stopped his action.Hence,

"Let go of me."

hoarseness,