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.

was the one who got into the bed, she did it when she was drunk and this was where she had once slept ever since she

know why

coldly and believed Maxwell was

understandable for you, a thirsty

the situation stand in its

much

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

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

or more like insults,

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

her mind could think of a retort, her

the time Isabella came back to her senses, she had already slapped Maxwell hard on his

the dim lights, she couldn't see whether

this moment, she was panting

she

slap, she felt the resentment in her heart was

all, it was Maxwell who had talked

the consequence of her impulse was not something she

large bedroom was shrouded in

out of Maxwell's expectation that Isabella would

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

Isabella thought he was going to hit her and

turned out he was only going to wipe off the blood at the corner

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

danger and

had already reached out

he wanted to do, Isabella struggled with all

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

matter how she pinched or hit him,

she was

and was pressed against the coffee table where Kyra

actions were fierce and fast, his gaze was fixed

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

"Do you remember now?"

curled, and his evil smile

do I need to

response, Isabella also smiled but her voice was

on Maxwell's face disappeared

showing his suppressed anger

should

at this moment, Isabella's expression did not change

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

honest, there was no calmness in her

but she could do

herself by thinking that she was bitten by a

lied to herself, the

a huge rock in

Maxwell was a little annoyed

he

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

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

so hard,

attack startled Maxwell and he stopped his action.Hence, this made their current posture

"Let go of me."

the hoarseness,