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.

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

know why

and believed Maxwell

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

and made the situation stand in

words provoked Isabella so much that she was

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

and couldn't stop moaning.Are you trying to

or more like insults, were stabbing Isabella as

she felt it still hurt so much that the only

retort, her body had already been

her senses, she had already slapped Maxwell hard on his

couldn't see whether she had left a mark

this moment, she was panting

though, she stood

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

Maxwell who had talked nonsense and called

impulse was not

the large bedroom was shrouded in the gloom as if the air was running

out of Maxwell's expectation that Isabella would slap

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

his hand, Isabella thought he was going to hit her

was only going to wipe off the blood at the corner

last night.Well, I guess I have to refresh your

Isabella felt danger and wanted

reached out and grabbed

to do, Isabella struggled with all her strength and tried to shake off his

exerting so much force that

she pinched or hit him,

of a sudden, she was

pressed against the coffee table where Kyra had

fierce and fast, his gaze was fixed on Isabella all

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

"Do you remember now?"

curled, and his evil

do I need to

but her voice was unusually

smile on Maxwell's face disappeared the moment he heard

were showing his suppressed anger

said so, I should live up to

expression did not change at

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

was no

but she could do nothing

thinking that she

more she lied to herself, the more upset

rock in her heart,

a little annoyed

head, he kissed

hard he tried, he couldn't break through

his next

him so hard, refusing

startled Maxwell and he stopped his action.Hence,

"Let go of me."

the hoarseness, his voice eroded by