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 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

you know why I

said coldly and believed Maxwell was the one who

I know.It's understandable for you, a thirsty woman,

and made the situation stand in

so much that

thirsty one? Wasn't he the one who took

so active last night and couldn't

like insults, were stabbing Isabella as

much that the only way

a retort, her body had already been dominated by

time Isabella came back to her senses, she had already

lights, she couldn't see whether she had left

moment, she was

though, she

she felt the resentment in her

Maxwell who had talked nonsense and called

of her impulse was

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

out of Maxwell's expectation

was the first time in his life that he was beaten by

and raising his hand, Isabella thought he was

going to wipe off the blood

happened last night.Well, I guess I have to refresh your memory.’ His ruthless voice sounded like the prelude

Isabella felt danger and

had already reached out

with all her strength and

that he seemed to

pinched or hit him, he wouldn't let

of a sudden, she

pressed against the coffee table where Kyra had put the

were fierce and fast, his gaze

this moment, 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

do I need to

smiled but

smile on Maxwell's face disappeared the moment he

were showing

I should live

Isabella's expression did not change

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

honest, there was

but she could

by thinking that she was

more she lied to herself, the more upset she

rock in her

annoyed by

head, he kissed her

tried, he couldn't break through her tightly closed

planned to take his next action, Isabella slightly raised her

him so hard, refusing to let

Maxwell and he stopped his action.Hence, this made

"Let go of me."

hoarseness, his voice