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

why I

said coldly and believed Maxwell

understandable for you, a thirsty woman, to

made the situation

much that she was

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

and couldn't stop

more like insults, were

being heartbroken, she felt it still hurt so much that the

think of a retort, her body

the time Isabella came back to her senses, she had already

lights, she couldn't see whether she had left a mark on

she was

though, she stood straight

resentment in her heart was lifted and

Maxwell who had talked nonsense and called black

the consequence of her impulse

was shrouded

out of Maxwell's expectation that Isabella would slap

this was the first time in his life that he was beaten

his hand, Isabella thought he was going to hit her

only going to wipe off

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

Isabella felt danger and wanted to

had already reached out and grabbed

wanted to do, Isabella struggled with all her

exerting so much force that he seemed to want

how she pinched or hit

she was pushed

pressed against the coffee table where

and fast, his gaze

than ever and knew she couldn't overpower him.Calmly, she looked at him and even gave up

"Do you remember now?"

curled, and his evil smile

I need to remember? About

but

disappeared the moment

pressed lips were showing his suppressed anger

I should live

at this moment, Isabella's expression did

actions as a joke, she couldn't hide

be honest, there was no calmness in

she could

by thinking that she was

more she lied to herself, the more upset she

rock in her

a little annoyed by her

head, he kissed her

matter how hard he tried, he

kiss and planned to take his

so hard, refusing to

he stopped

"Let go of me."

warning carried the hoarseness, his voice