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.

it was true that she was the one who got into the bed, she did it when she was

you know why

and believed Maxwell was the

you, a

made the situation stand in

so much that she was trembling with

the one who took

so active last night and couldn't stop moaning.Are you trying

words, or more like insults, were

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

mind could think of a retort, her body had

back to her senses, she

see whether she had left a mark on

moment, she

though, she stood straight

she felt the resentment in her heart was lifted and

all, it was Maxwell who had talked nonsense

impulse was

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

of Maxwell's expectation that Isabella would slap

this was the first time in his

her and raising his hand, Isabella thought he

turned out he was only going to wipe off the

have to refresh your memory.’ His

Isabella felt danger and wanted to

already reached out and grabbed

to do, Isabella struggled with all her strength

exerting so much force that he seemed to want

or

she

and was pressed against the coffee table where Kyra had put

and fast, his gaze was fixed

ever and knew she couldn't overpower

"Do you remember now?"

slightly curled, and his evil smile

do I need to remember? About

but her voice

face disappeared the moment

lips were showing

I should live up to your

moment, Isabella's expression did not

she couldn't hide her amusement, disgust, and disdain on

there was no calmness

could do nothing but act

kept comforting herself by thinking that she was bitten by a

lied to herself,

in her heart, she was

little annoyed

head, he

no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't

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

so hard, refusing to let

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

"Let go of me."

carried the hoarseness, his voice