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

you know why I

said coldly and believed Maxwell

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

the situation stand

words provoked Isabella so much that she was

he the one who took advantage of her?

last night and couldn't stop moaning.Are you trying

words, or more like insults, were stabbing Isabella

being heartbroken, she felt it still hurt so much that the only way to relieve

of a retort, her body had already been

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

dim lights, she couldn't see whether she had

moment, she was

she stood

she felt the resentment in her heart was lifted and didn't

Maxwell who had talked nonsense and called

consequence of her impulse was not something she

slapped Maxwell, the large bedroom was shrouded in the gloom

of Maxwell's expectation that Isabella

the first time in his life that he was beaten

and raising his hand, Isabella thought he was

it turned out he was only going to wipe off

to refresh your memory.’ His ruthless voice

felt danger

reached out and

do, Isabella struggled with all her strength and tried to

he was exerting so much force that

she pinched or hit him, he

a sudden, she was pushed forcefully

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

actions were fierce and fast, his gaze

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

"Do you remember now?"

slightly curled, and

do I need to remember? About

but her voice was

Maxwell's face disappeared the moment he heard her

lips were showing his suppressed anger

you've said so, I should live up to your

expression did not change at

a joke, she couldn't hide her amusement, disgust,

was no calmness in

flustered, but she could do nothing but

by thinking that she was bitten by a

the more she lied to herself, the

a huge rock in her heart, she

little annoyed by her

his head, he kissed her

tried, he couldn't break

planned to take his

him so hard, refusing to

Maxwell and he stopped his

"Let go of me."

the hoarseness, his voice eroded