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 was drunk and this was where she had once

know why I slept

Maxwell was the one

a thirsty woman, to

made the situation stand

words provoked Isabella so much that she was

thirsty one? Wasn't he the one who took advantage

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

or more like insults, were

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

mind could think of a retort,

her senses, she had already slapped Maxwell

couldn't see whether she had

she

she

she felt the resentment in her heart

had talked nonsense and called

her impulse was

after she slapped Maxwell, the large bedroom was shrouded in the gloom as

expectation that Isabella would slap

turning to the side. He realized this was the first time

thought he was going to hit her and

he was only going to wipe off

guess I have to refresh your memory.’ His ruthless voice sounded like the prelude to

felt danger and

already reached out and

wanted to do, Isabella struggled with

that he seemed to want

or hit him,

sudden, she was pushed

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

his gaze

she couldn't overpower him.Calmly, she looked at him and even

"Do you remember now?"

slightly curled,

do I need to remember? About you raping

response, Isabella also smiled but her voice was

face disappeared the

showing his

said so, I should live up

moment, Isabella's expression did not

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

there was no calmness

was flustered, but she could do nothing

herself by thinking that she was bitten by

the more she lied to herself, the

in her heart, she

annoyed by her calmness at

he kissed

matter how hard he tried, he couldn't break through her tightly closed

as he deepened the kiss and planned to take his next action, Isabella slightly raised her body

bit him so hard, refusing

Maxwell and he stopped his

"Let go of me."

warning carried the hoarseness, his voice eroded by