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

why I slept

believed Maxwell was the one

know.It's understandable for you, a

and made the

Isabella so much

the one who

and couldn't stop moaning.Are you

insults,

much that the only way to relieve it was to dig out her

a retort, her body had already been dominated

to her senses, she had already slapped

see whether

this moment, she

though, she stood

she felt the resentment in her heart was

all, it was Maxwell who had talked nonsense and called black

the consequence of her impulse was

the large bedroom was shrouded in the gloom

of Maxwell's expectation that Isabella would slap

the side. He realized this was the first time in his life that he was beaten by someone, and it was

Maxwell turning his gaze to her and raising his hand, Isabella thought he was going to hit her

was only going to wipe off the blood at the corner

I guess I have to refresh your memory.’ His ruthless voice

felt danger and wanted to

reached out and

Isabella struggled with all her strength and tried

he was exerting so much force that he seemed to

matter how she pinched or hit him, he

sudden, she was

her balance, Isabella fell backward and was pressed against the

actions were fierce and fast, his gaze

knew she couldn't overpower him.Calmly, she looked

"Do you remember now?"

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

need to remember? About you raping

but her voice

smile on Maxwell's face disappeared the

pressed lips were showing

should live

Isabella's expression

couldn't hide her amusement,

was no calmness in her

she could do nothing but

thinking that she

she lied to herself,

huge rock in

a little annoyed by her calmness

he kissed her

no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't break

and planned to take his next

so hard,

he stopped his action.Hence, this

"Let go of me."

the hoarseness, his voice eroded by