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

why

Maxwell was the one who was

a thirsty woman, to climb into my

sneered and made the situation stand in its

words provoked Isabella so much that

he the one who took advantage of her?

night and couldn't

or more like insults, were

felt it still hurt so much that the only way to relieve it was

retort, her body had already been

senses,

couldn't see whether she had

this moment, she

though, she stood

resentment in her heart

had talked nonsense

of her impulse was not something she could

slapped Maxwell, the large bedroom was shrouded in the gloom as

was out of Maxwell's expectation that Isabella would slap

to 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, and it was

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

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

to refresh

Isabella felt danger and

Maxwell had already reached

he wanted to do, Isabella struggled with all her

he was exerting so much force that he seemed to want to crush

pinched or

she was pushed forcefully by

pressed against the coffee table where Kyra had put

fast, his gaze was fixed on Isabella all

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

"Do you remember now?"

curled, and

need to remember? About you

smiled but her voice

on Maxwell's face disappeared the moment

were showing his

said so, I should live up to

this moment, Isabella's expression did not change

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

there was no

she could do nothing but

kept comforting herself by thinking that she was bitten by a

lied to herself, the more upset

rock in

annoyed by her calmness

his head, he kissed

hard he tried, he couldn't break

take his next action, Isabella slightly raised her body and bit

bit him so hard, refusing to

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

"Let go of me."

the hoarseness, his voice eroded