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.

into the bed, she did it when she was drunk and this was where she had once slept

why I slept

believed Maxwell was the one who was

understandable for you, a thirsty woman,

made the

so much that she was trembling with

the thirsty one? Wasn't he the one

night and couldn't stop moaning.Are you trying

insults,

being heartbroken, she felt it still hurt so much that the only way to relieve it was to dig out her

could think of a retort, her body

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

dim lights, she couldn't see whether she had

this moment, she

she stood straight

resentment in her heart was lifted and didn't regret it

who had talked

of her impulse was

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

expectation that Isabella

side. He realized this was the first time in his life that he was beaten by someone, and it was

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

it turned out he was only going to wipe off the blood at

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

felt danger and wanted

already reached out

struggled with all her strength and tried to shake

so much force that he

she pinched or

she was pushed

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

were fierce and fast, his gaze was fixed on Isabella all

this moment, Isabella was more clear-headed than ever and knew she couldn't overpower him.Calmly, she looked at him and even

"Do you remember now?"

Maxwell's lips slightly curled, and his

do I need to remember? About you

smiled but her voice

face disappeared the moment he heard her

pressed lips were showing his

should

at this moment, Isabella's expression did not change at

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

there was no calmness in her

was flustered, but she could do nothing

comforting herself by thinking that she was bitten

to herself,

huge rock in

annoyed by

he kissed her

how hard he tried, he

planned to take his next action, Isabella slightly raised her

bit him so hard, refusing

and he stopped his action.Hence,

"Let go of me."

carried the hoarseness, his voice eroded