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.

was true that she was the one who got into the bed, she did it when she was drunk and this was where she had once slept ever

you know why I

believed Maxwell was

you, a thirsty woman,

sneered and made the situation

much that

the thirsty one? Wasn't he the one who

and couldn't stop

insults, were stabbing Isabella as

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

a retort, her body had

to her senses, she

the dim lights, she couldn't see whether she

moment, she was

though, she stood

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

was Maxwell who had talked nonsense and called

consequence of her impulse was

large bedroom was shrouded in the gloom

was out of Maxwell's expectation that

head was still turning to the side. He realized this was the first time in his

Isabella thought he was going to hit her and

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

wish to forget what happened last night.Well, I guess I have to refresh your memory.’ His ruthless voice sounded like

danger

Maxwell had already reached out and grabbed

struggled with all

much force that he seemed to want to crush

pinched or hit him, he wouldn't let

she was pushed forcefully

balance, Isabella fell backward and was pressed against the coffee table where

actions were fierce and fast, his gaze

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

"Do you remember now?"

corners of Maxwell's lips slightly curled, and his evil smile

need to remember?

but her voice was

Maxwell's face disappeared the moment he

showing his suppressed anger

should live up to

this moment, Isabella's expression did

she couldn't hide her amusement, disgust, and disdain

was no calmness in

was flustered, but she could do

that

to herself, the more

a huge rock in

annoyed by her calmness

head, he

he couldn't break through her tightly

take his

him so hard, refusing

Maxwell and he stopped his

"Let go of me."

warning carried the hoarseness, his voice eroded by