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.

she did it when she was drunk and

know why I

and believed Maxwell

course I know.It's understandable for you, a thirsty woman, to climb into my

made the

words provoked Isabella so much that she was trembling

Wasn't he the one who took advantage of

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

like insults, were stabbing Isabella

felt it still hurt so much that

of a retort, her body

senses, she had already slapped Maxwell hard on

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

she was

she

the resentment in her heart

it was Maxwell who had talked nonsense and called

her impulse was not something she could

she slapped Maxwell, the large bedroom was shrouded

Maxwell's expectation

realized this was the

and raising his hand, Isabella thought he was going to

to wipe off the blood

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

felt danger

Maxwell had already reached out

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

force that he

matter how she pinched or hit him, he wouldn't let

sudden, she

pressed against the coffee table where Kyra had

his actions were fierce and fast, his gaze was fixed

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

"Do you remember now?"

lips slightly curled, and his

need to remember? About

also smiled but her voice

on Maxwell's face disappeared the

lips were showing his suppressed anger

said so, I should

this moment, Isabella's expression did not change

as a joke, she couldn't hide her

was no calmness in her

she could do nothing

comforting herself by thinking that she was bitten by

more she lied to herself, the more upset

rock in her

was a little annoyed by her

he kissed

matter how hard he tried, he couldn't break through

his next action, Isabella slightly raised her body and

hard, refusing

Maxwell and he stopped his

"Let go of me."

hoarseness, his voice eroded by