Chapter 159

• Only the small marble island separated them. Max served her the glass without taking his eyes off her, and needless to say, she also held his gaze. That night he looked very handsome, wearing a dark navy dress shirt with long sleeves, dark gray dress pants, he had gotten rid of his tie and jacket, and the first two buttons of his elegant shirt were undone, in addition to the exquisite perfume emanating from every pore of his skin, he was a tremendously irresistible, attractive, and desirable man for anyone who looked at him.
• Roshene felt her mouth dry up, a strange tingling ran through her whole body, and as for him, what could be said, if he was feeling the same or worse than her, he desired her to death, he couldn't lie to himself, but beyond a simple desire, there were feelings involved, feelings that were developing with such intensity that soon, he wouldn't be able to control them as he thought.
• She had to look away because she felt her own body beginning to betray her, she knew it wasn't right to be there, alone with him, and not because it was something bad, but because she had feelings that shouldn't be. Maximilien circled the island until they were both on the same side, although he stopped at an acceptable distance, placed his glass on the marble surface and leaned on one elbow on it, staring at Roshene, who was looking in any direction but his, her cheeks were tinged with a slight blush that, while not caused by the wine, was due to his presence, and definitely leaned more towards the second option. He felt extremely tempted to find out what would happen if he got closer, however, he had to convince himself that that was not a solution and that he shouldn't either, his little self-control was about to crumble just by looking at her, let alone if he touched her, he was just a step away from throwing everything away.