Chapter 89 My Brother Inlaw Three

• Maxwell felt the moisture in his throat increase by ten times its volume. He wanted to speak, but there was no voice to utter a word. A heavy lump rested in his throat. What was his brother's wife really thinking? Just now, she was putting on a huge shirt. The next moment was different. Celine's lush skin was milky as it trailed the curves of her ass. Maxwell was transfixed at a spot. For a few seconds, he felt like he had been hit by a shockwave in his eardrums. All the voices in his head screamed one thing
• "Make your move!"
• The voices in his head were beginning to play the game of chess.