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.

bed, she did it when she was drunk and this was where she had once slept ever since she moved

why

said coldly and believed Maxwell was the one who was

a thirsty woman, to climb

made the situation stand

words provoked Isabella so much that she was trembling with

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

couldn't stop moaning.Are you trying to

like insults,

so much that the only way to relieve

retort,

Isabella came back to her senses, she had already slapped Maxwell hard on his

she couldn't see whether she

she

though, she

in her

who had talked

consequence of her impulse

bedroom was shrouded in

was out of Maxwell's expectation that

He realized this was the first time in his life that he was

thought he was going to hit her and was

it turned out he was only going to wipe

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

danger

reached out

Isabella struggled with all

force that

how she pinched or hit him, he wouldn't

a sudden, she was pushed forcefully by

fell backward and was pressed against the coffee table where

and fast, his gaze was

she couldn't overpower him.Calmly, she looked at

"Do you remember now?"

curled, and his evil smile made Isabella

do I need to remember? About you

response, Isabella also smiled but her

on Maxwell's face disappeared

showing his suppressed anger

I should live up

Isabella's expression did

a joke, she couldn't

there was no

was flustered, but she could do nothing but

comforting herself by thinking that

to herself, the more upset

in her heart, she was

little annoyed by her calmness at

his head, he kissed

no matter how hard he tried, he

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

so hard, refusing to

stopped his action.Hence,

"Let go of me."

warning carried the hoarseness, his voice