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.

who got into the bed, she did it when she was drunk and this was

why I

believed Maxwell was the one who was

you, a thirsty woman, to climb

sneered and made the situation

provoked Isabella so much that she

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

night and couldn't stop moaning.Are

like insults, were stabbing Isabella as

hurt so much that the

of a retort, her body had already been

her senses, she had already slapped

dim lights, she couldn't see whether she had left a

she

she stood

slap, she felt the resentment in her heart was lifted and didn't regret it at

all, it was Maxwell who had talked nonsense

of her impulse

shrouded in the gloom

was out of Maxwell's expectation that Isabella would

to the slap, his head was still turning to the side. He realized this was the first time in his life that he was

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

wipe off the blood

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

danger and wanted to

reached out and grabbed

to do, Isabella struggled with all her strength

so much force that he seemed to want to

she pinched or hit him, he wouldn't let

sudden, she was

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

and fast, his gaze was fixed on Isabella all

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

"Do you remember now?"

of Maxwell's lips slightly curled, and his evil smile

I need to remember? About

also smiled but her

disappeared the moment he heard her

pressed lips were showing

should live up

Isabella's expression

joke, she couldn't hide

there was no calmness in

she could

by thinking that she was bitten

to herself, the more upset she

in her

a little annoyed by her calmness

he

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

planned to take his next action, Isabella slightly raised her

so hard, refusing to

abrupt attack startled Maxwell and he stopped his action.Hence,

"Let go of me."

the hoarseness, his voice eroded