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

know why

Maxwell

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

made the situation

words provoked Isabella so much that she was trembling

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

and couldn't stop moaning.Are

insults, were stabbing

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

of a retort, her body had already been

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

whether she had left a mark on his

this moment, she was panting

she stood

felt the resentment in her heart was lifted

who had talked nonsense

impulse was not something she

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

of Maxwell's expectation that Isabella would slap

the first time in his life that he was beaten

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

going to wipe off the blood at the corner

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

Isabella felt danger and wanted to

reached out and grabbed

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

exerting so much force that he seemed to

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

of a sudden, she was pushed forcefully

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

fierce and fast, his gaze was fixed on

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

"Do you remember now?"

lips slightly curled, and

need to remember? About you

also smiled but her

face disappeared the

were showing his suppressed anger

said so, I should

at this moment, Isabella's expression did not change at

as a joke, she couldn't hide her amusement, disgust,

there was

she could do nothing but

kept comforting herself by thinking that she was

to herself,

huge rock in her heart, she was

was a little annoyed by her

he

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

his next action, Isabella slightly raised

him so hard, refusing to

he stopped his action.Hence, this made their current

"Let go of me."

carried the hoarseness, his