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.

did it when she was drunk and this was where she had

why I slept

Maxwell

you, a thirsty woman, to

sneered and made the situation stand in its

Isabella so much that

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

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

like insults,

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

mind could think of a retort, her body had already been dominated by

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

whether she had left a mark on

she was panting

though, she stood

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

it was Maxwell who had talked

consequence of her impulse was not something

was shrouded in the gloom as

out of Maxwell's expectation that Isabella

He realized this was the first time in his life that he was

raising his hand, Isabella thought he was

going to wipe off the blood at the corner

I have to refresh your memory.’ His ruthless voice

Isabella felt danger and wanted

reached out

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

force that he seemed to want to crush her

or hit him, he

a sudden, she was pushed forcefully by

backward and was pressed against the

fierce and fast, his gaze was fixed

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?"

curled, and his evil smile

need to remember? About you

also smiled but

disappeared the

pressed lips were showing his suppressed anger

should live up to

Isabella's expression did not

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

was no calmness in

she could do

that

lied to herself, the more upset

a huge rock in her

little annoyed by her

he kissed her

no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't

take his next action, Isabella slightly raised

him so hard, refusing

he stopped his

"Let go of me."

carried the hoarseness, his voice eroded by