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

know why

and believed Maxwell was

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

and made the

provoked Isabella so much that she was

the thirsty one? Wasn't he the

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

like insults, were stabbing

still hurt so much that the only way to relieve it

her mind could think of a retort, her body had already been

Isabella came back to her senses, she had already slapped

she couldn't see whether she had left

she was panting

she stood

in her heart was lifted and didn't regret it

all, it was Maxwell who had talked nonsense and called black

impulse was not

large bedroom was shrouded in the gloom as

of Maxwell's expectation that Isabella would

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

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

only going to wipe off the blood at the corner of

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

Isabella felt danger and wanted to

already reached out and

with all her strength and tried to shake

force that he

pinched or hit him, he wouldn't

sudden, she was pushed

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

and fast, his gaze was fixed on Isabella all

knew she couldn't

"Do you remember now?"

curled, and his

I need to remember? About

Isabella also smiled but

disappeared the moment

showing his

you've said so, I should live up to your

this moment, Isabella's expression did not change at

at his actions as a joke, she couldn't hide her

be honest, there was no calmness in her

she could do nothing but act

herself by thinking that she was bitten by a

more she lied to

rock in her

a little annoyed by her calmness at this

head, he kissed her

tried, he couldn't break through her tightly

deepened the kiss and planned to take his next action,

bit him so hard, refusing to let

Maxwell and he stopped his action.Hence, this made their

"Let go of me."

carried the hoarseness, his