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 she had once slept ever since she moved

you know why I

coldly and believed Maxwell was the

a thirsty woman, to climb

made the situation stand in

much that she was trembling

he the one

so active last night and couldn't stop moaning.Are you trying to deny it

more like insults,

so much that the only

her mind could think of a retort, her body

her senses, she had

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

this moment, she was

though, she stood

the resentment in her heart was lifted and didn't

Maxwell who had talked nonsense and called

consequence of her impulse was not something

after she slapped Maxwell, the large bedroom was shrouded in the gloom

expectation that Isabella would

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

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

wipe off the blood at the

I guess I have to refresh your memory.’ His ruthless

danger and wanted

had already reached out and

with

he was exerting so much force that he seemed to want

pinched or

of a sudden, she

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

his gaze was fixed

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

"Do you remember now?"

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

need to remember? About you

also smiled but her voice was unusually

disappeared the

showing his suppressed anger

I should live

this moment, Isabella's expression did

actions as a joke, she couldn't hide

there was no

was flustered, but she could do nothing

that she was

to herself, the more upset

in

a little annoyed by

he kissed

matter how hard he tried, he couldn't

planned to take his next action, Isabella slightly

him so hard, refusing

Maxwell and he stopped his

"Let go of me."

hoarseness, his voice eroded