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.

got into the bed, she did it when she was drunk and this was

why I

Maxwell

understandable for you, a thirsty

and made the situation

much that she was

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

so active last night and couldn't

words, or more like insults, were stabbing

hurt so much that

a retort,

back to her senses, she had already slapped

see whether she had left

this moment, she

she stood straight

felt the resentment in her heart was lifted and didn't regret it

had talked nonsense and

of her impulse was

shrouded in the

Maxwell's expectation that Isabella would slap

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

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

was only going to wipe off the blood at the

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

felt danger and wanted to

Maxwell had already reached out and grabbed

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

much force that he seemed to want to crush her

she pinched or hit him, he

sudden, she was pushed forcefully by

fell backward and was pressed against the coffee

fast, his gaze was fixed on

and knew she couldn't overpower him.Calmly,

"Do you remember now?"

of Maxwell's lips slightly curled,

need to remember? About

smiled but

disappeared the moment he heard

pressed lips were showing

you've said so, I should live

expression did not

his actions as a joke, she couldn't hide

was no calmness

but she could do nothing

thinking that she

the more she lied to herself, the more upset she

in her heart, she was

was a little annoyed by her calmness

head, he

no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't break through her tightly closed

deepened the kiss and planned to take his next

him so hard, refusing to let

he stopped his action.Hence, this

"Let go of me."

the hoarseness, his voice