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.

was the one who got into the bed, she did it when

why I slept

believed Maxwell was the one who was

for you, a

made the situation stand in

so much that she was trembling with

the thirsty one? Wasn't he the one who took advantage of her?

so active last night and couldn't stop

words, or more like insults, were

it still hurt so much that

think of a retort, her

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

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

this moment, she

though, she stood straight

in her heart was lifted and

it was Maxwell who had

consequence of her impulse was not something she could

the large bedroom was shrouded in the

was out of Maxwell's expectation

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

her and raising his hand, Isabella thought he was going

turned out he was only going to wipe off the blood at the corner of his

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

Isabella felt danger and wanted

Maxwell had already reached out and grabbed

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

was exerting so much force that

or

sudden, she was pushed forcefully

was pressed against the coffee table where Kyra had put

and fast, his gaze was

ever and knew she couldn't

"Do you remember now?"

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

to remember? About

smiled but her voice

Maxwell's face disappeared the moment he

were showing his suppressed

said so, I should live

this moment, Isabella's expression

his actions as a joke, she couldn't hide her

honest, there was no calmness in her

could do nothing

kept comforting herself by thinking that

she lied to herself,

rock in her

annoyed by

he kissed

he couldn't break through

deepened the kiss and planned to take his next action, Isabella slightly raised her body and

bit him so hard,

he stopped his action.Hence, this made their current posture

"Let go of me."

carried the hoarseness, his voice eroded