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.

bed, she did it when she was drunk and this was where she had

you know why I

and believed Maxwell

course I know.It's understandable for you, a thirsty woman, to climb into

and made the situation stand in its

Isabella so much that she was

he the one who took advantage of

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

or more like insults, were stabbing Isabella as

hurt so much that the only way to

of a retort, her body

came back to her senses, she had already

whether she had left

this moment, she was

though, she

her heart was lifted and didn't regret it at

Maxwell who had talked nonsense and called

the consequence of her impulse was not

bedroom was shrouded in the gloom as if the

Maxwell's expectation that Isabella

to the side. He realized this was the first time in his life

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

turned out he was only going to wipe off

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

Isabella felt danger and wanted

had already reached out and

he wanted to do, Isabella struggled with all her strength and tried

he was exerting so much force that he seemed to want to crush

or hit him, he wouldn't let

of a sudden, she was

was pressed against the coffee table where Kyra

his gaze was fixed on Isabella

and knew she

"Do you remember now?"

Maxwell's lips slightly curled, and his

do I need to remember? About you raping

smiled but her voice

on Maxwell's face disappeared the moment he

pressed lips were showing his

I should live up to

at this moment, Isabella's expression

she couldn't hide her

was no

flustered, but she could

comforting herself by thinking that

the more she lied to herself, the more upset

rock in her

annoyed by her calmness

his head, he kissed her

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

deepened the kiss and planned to take his

bit him so hard, refusing to let

and he stopped

"Let go of me."

warning carried the hoarseness, his