The Unwilling CEO’s Love Game

Chapter 18

After dinner. Daisy helped tidy up a bit and glanced at the closed bedroom door, commenting, “Usually, the room door is left open for ventilation. It’s not good if the air can’t circulate.”

Jocelyn, afraid that Daisy was going to open the door for her, quickly went over and did it herself. “Yeah, I just closed it while cooking. Didn’t want the cooking smell to get in”

Her eyes swept the room and caught sight of Melvin, frozen in place by her dressing table, looking like a deer caught in

the headlights

Just by watching his Adam’s apple bobbing nervously, she could tell he was on pins and needles

She found it both amusing and a bit heartbreaking

It was amusing seeing him trying to make himself invisible in the corner, but it was heartbreaking realizing how scared he was of their relationship coming to light.

Their so-called relationship only applied to the two of them; to everyone else, it was still under the radar.

Jocelyn saw her parents out of the building and watched them leave. Turning back to Preston, she said, “I don’t have your address so you’ll need to hail a cab yourself. I’ll cover the fare.

Preston has grown up now, right in the thick of adolescence and all the lovey-dovey stuff that goes with it

Add to that the internet age we’re in, kids grow up fast these days, so he was pretty clued up about the birds and the

bees

“Aren’t you bothered by how my uncle treats you? Preston was only now getting the picture of how little respect his

uncle had for Jocelyn.

Jocelyn smiled helplessly. “We agreed from the start.

“Is this what you call dating? Preston asked, cutting to the heart of the matter.

Jocelyn looked down, pressing her lips together, feeling a tightness in her chest.

Preston’s cab arrived. He looked at Jocelyn and sighed softly. “I’m off then.”

Mhm. Drop a message when you get home, or call your uncle.”

After Preston left, Jocelyn didn’t rush upstairs. Instead, she took a seat on a bench.

Flashes of her and Melvin together ran through her mind, crystal clear.

Falling in love is a two-way street, but what she had with Melvin was a case of a one-sided crush.

He didn’t need affection; he made that clear right from the start

had bravely

the rules of the game,

over, covering her

buzzed in her pocket Taking a deep breath, she pulled

Melvin

Hello?

His tone sounded

his hide-and-seek act tonight, plus her own irritation. Jocelyn’s response was equally frosty. “What’s the much? Can’t I spend some time with my

was a beef pause on

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enjoy I’m hanging

was left staring at her

fifteen minutes before heading up. Opening the door, she found

their leftovers.

as she came in, not a

sat down opposite him. She waited until he finished his last bite before speaking up, “We’ll probably have a lot more days like today. My folks are really poking into my personal life, likely

a cigarette, took a drag, and leaned back in his chair. “So

matter of time

the

wasn’t sure if he was playing dumb or genuinely didn’t catch her drift. “What if they run into you

do we

eyes locked onto hers, a gaze that should have been filled with

least, Jocelyn felt

it always feel like

want, Melvin said, puffing away; the smoke created

herself a glass of water. She stood opposite him and asked, Then why

continued to smoke in

grievances. Looking down at her toes, her eyes misted

tear as it fell, and his brow furrowed. He crushed out his

her eyes, his hands roaming around her waist, his face buried in her neck, and his kisses moving up to her sensitive

help but tilt her head back, and he promptly moved his kisses down her throat.

she was straddling him, facing him.

buried lower, and Jocelyn swallowed hard, feeling a tingle at the

up this… arrangement? Jocelyn asked, her voice

setting her skin ablaze

her and how

didn’t answer, his heavy breathing and

Jocelyn’s body arched

the steady breathing beside

to look at Melvin beside her, tracing his outline with her

ancient times, they said a beauty could captivate

he had captured her heart at

three years of love, how could