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 ever since

why I

and believed Maxwell was

know.It's understandable for you, a thirsty

sneered and made the situation

provoked Isabella so much that she was

the thirsty one? Wasn't he the one

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

insults, were stabbing Isabella as

so much that the only way to relieve it

think of a retort, her body had already

came back to her senses, she had already slapped Maxwell hard

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

she was

though, she stood straight

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

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

consequence of her impulse

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

of Maxwell's expectation that Isabella would slap

side. He realized this was the first

Isabella thought he was going to

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

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

felt danger

had already reached out and grabbed

do, Isabella struggled with all her strength

so much force that

she pinched or hit him, he

a sudden, she was

and was pressed against the coffee table where Kyra had put

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

"Do you remember now?"

of Maxwell's lips slightly curled, and his evil

I need to remember? About

smiled but

smile on Maxwell's face disappeared the moment

pressed lips were showing his suppressed anger

should live up to

moment, Isabella's expression did not change

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

honest, there was no calmness in

could do nothing but

by thinking that

she lied to

a huge rock in

was a little annoyed by her calmness

he

how hard he tried, he couldn't break through

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

hard,

stopped his action.Hence, this

"Let go of me."

carried the hoarseness, his voice eroded