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.

bed, she did it when she was drunk and this was where she had once slept

why

and believed Maxwell was

a thirsty woman, to climb into

the situation stand

much

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

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

or more like insults, were stabbing

hurt so much that the only way to

could think of a retort, her body

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

she couldn't see whether she had left a mark on

she

though, she stood straight

slap, she felt the resentment in her

all, it was Maxwell who had talked nonsense and called black

of her impulse

Maxwell, the large bedroom was shrouded in the gloom as if the air was running

expectation that

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

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

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

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

felt danger

Maxwell had already reached out and grabbed

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

so much force that he seemed to want to crush

or

a sudden, she was pushed

pressed against

fierce and fast, his gaze was fixed

moment, Isabella was more clear-headed than ever and knew she couldn't overpower him.Calmly, she looked at him and even

"Do you remember now?"

of Maxwell's lips slightly curled,

I need to remember? About

smiled but her voice was

smile on Maxwell's face disappeared the moment he heard

pressed lips were showing his

so, I should live up

this moment, Isabella's expression did not change at

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

was no calmness

was flustered, but she could do nothing

herself by thinking that

more she lied to herself, the more upset

a huge rock in her heart, she was

Maxwell was a little annoyed by her calmness

head, he kissed her

he tried, he couldn't break through her tightly closed

kiss and planned to take his next

so hard,

stopped his

"Let go of me."

hoarseness, his voice