Chapter 162

At every moment, and in a "discreet" manner, Maximilien's eyes would land on the spectacular woman in the red bikini, Roshene Barclay. She had him completely captivated, bewitched, to the point where he couldn't stop looking at her. She looked incredibly tempting and beautiful in that two-piece swimsuit, which did justice to her slender and sculptural body. She was sitting on the lounge chair, chatting happily with Marina, Sasha, and Rachel. Elegant, beautiful, distinguished, sexy, sensual, lovely, intelligent. All these characteristics combined in one woman, a woman who was driving him crazy, on the verge of losing his mind. Even though she wasn't close to him, he felt his body reacting immensely. His heart was pounding furiously and rapidly, as if he were running a marathon, and his chest felt constricted with so many emotions that he had to control, suppress, and keep in check.