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.

it when she

why I

and believed Maxwell was the

understandable for you, a thirsty woman, to

the situation stand in its

much

Wasn't he the one

were so active last night and couldn't stop moaning.Are

words, or more like insults, were stabbing Isabella as

that the only way

mind could think of a retort, her body had

to her senses, she had already slapped Maxwell hard

couldn't see whether she had left

moment, she was panting

though, she stood

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

was Maxwell who had talked nonsense

the consequence of her impulse was

Maxwell, the large bedroom was shrouded in the gloom as if

Maxwell's expectation

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

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

was only going to wipe off the blood at the corner

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

Isabella felt danger and wanted

had already reached out and grabbed

to do, Isabella struggled with all

much force that he seemed

pinched or hit him, he wouldn't let

she was pushed forcefully

and was pressed against the coffee table where Kyra

fierce and fast, his

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

"Do you remember now?"

curled,

do I need to

but her voice

smile on Maxwell's face disappeared the moment

lips were showing his suppressed

I should live up

Isabella's expression did

his actions as a joke, she couldn't hide her amusement, disgust, and disdain on

there was no calmness

flustered, but she could

kept comforting herself by thinking that she was

more she lied to herself, the

huge rock in her

annoyed

his head, he kissed

tried, he couldn't break through

deepened the kiss and planned to take his next

him so hard, refusing to

Maxwell and he stopped

"Let go of me."

hoarseness, his