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 once

know why I

coldly and believed Maxwell was the one who

for you, a

and made the situation stand

much

he the one who took advantage

night and couldn't

or more like insults,

much that the only way to relieve it

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

her senses, she had

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

she was panting

she stood

resentment in her heart was lifted

had talked nonsense and called

consequence of her impulse was not something

was shrouded in the gloom as if

was out of Maxwell's expectation that Isabella

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

Isabella thought he was going to hit her and

to wipe off the blood at the

to forget what happened last night.Well, I guess I have to refresh your memory.’ His ruthless voice sounded

danger and wanted

Maxwell had already reached

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

exerting so much force that he seemed to want

she pinched or

a sudden, she

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

and fast, his gaze

than ever and knew she couldn't overpower him.Calmly, she looked at

"Do you remember now?"

lips slightly curled,

I need to

smiled but her voice

face disappeared the moment he heard

were showing his

you've said so, I should

Isabella's expression did not change at

she couldn't hide her

honest, there was no

was flustered, but she could do nothing but

that she was

lied to herself, the more

in her heart, she

was a little annoyed by her

head, he kissed

no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't

kiss and planned to take his next action,

him so hard, refusing to let

startled Maxwell and he stopped his action.Hence, this made

"Let go of me."

the hoarseness, his