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.

she did it when she was drunk and this was where she

know why I slept

coldly and believed Maxwell

for you, a thirsty woman, to climb into my

and made the situation

words provoked Isabella so much that

was the thirsty one? Wasn't he the one who

and couldn't stop moaning.Are you trying

insults, were stabbing Isabella as

it still hurt so much that the only way to relieve

her mind could think of a retort, her

her senses, she had already slapped Maxwell hard on his

she couldn't see whether

she

she stood

in her heart was lifted and didn't regret it

was Maxwell who had talked nonsense

the consequence of her impulse was not something she

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

out of Maxwell's expectation that

slap, his head was still turning to 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

turned out he was only going to wipe off the

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

danger and

reached out and

do, Isabella struggled with all her strength and

much force that

matter how she pinched or hit him, he wouldn't let

a sudden, she was

against the coffee table where

were fierce and fast, his gaze was fixed on

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

"Do you remember now?"

corners of Maxwell's lips slightly curled, and his

need to remember?

also smiled but her voice was

Maxwell's face disappeared the moment he

pressed lips were showing his suppressed

you've said so, I should live

at this moment, Isabella's expression did not

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

honest, there was no calmness in her

was flustered, but she could

kept comforting herself by thinking that she was

lied to

a huge rock in her heart, she

a little annoyed by her calmness at this

his head, he kissed

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

and planned to take his

so hard, refusing

stopped his action.Hence, this

"Let go of me."

hoarseness, his voice