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.

one who got into the bed, she did it when she was drunk and this was where she had once slept ever since

you know why I slept

said coldly and believed Maxwell

course I know.It's understandable for you, a thirsty woman,

the situation stand in its

provoked Isabella so much

was the thirsty one? Wasn't he the

couldn't stop moaning.Are you trying to deny it

insults, were

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

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

senses, she had already slapped Maxwell hard

whether she had left a

this moment, she was panting

though, she

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

it was Maxwell who had talked nonsense and

her impulse was

bedroom was shrouded in the gloom

Maxwell's expectation that Isabella would slap

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

Isabella thought

going to wipe off the blood at the corner of his

to

danger and wanted

had already reached out and

he wanted to do, Isabella struggled with all her strength and tried

force that he seemed to want to crush

how she pinched or hit him, he wouldn't let

she

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

actions were fierce and fast, his gaze was

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

"Do you remember now?"

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

need to remember? About you

response, Isabella also smiled but her

Maxwell's face disappeared the moment he heard her

showing

should

this moment, Isabella's expression did not

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

was no calmness

she could do nothing

that she was bitten by a

she lied to herself,

in her

was a little annoyed by

his head, he kissed her

no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't

his next action, Isabella slightly raised her body and

so hard, refusing to let

abrupt attack startled Maxwell and he stopped his action.Hence, this

"Let go of me."

hoarseness, his voice eroded