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

bravely accepted

was her who wanted to break the rules of the game, her who wasn’t content with the status quo

her face, feeling

Taking a deep breath, she pulled it

was Melvin calling.

Hello?

yet? His tone sounded harsh.

irritation. Jocelyn’s response was equally

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was left staring

fifteen minutes before heading up. Opening

their leftovers.

as she came in, not a word said.

until he finished his last bite before speaking up, “We’ll probably have a lot

drag, and leaned back in his chair.

a matter of time

to the

playing dumb or genuinely didn’t catch her drift. “What if they run into you here next

we explain it?

hers, a gaze that should have

felt incredibly on

though it was his issue, why did it always feel like she was the

however you want, Melvin said, puffing away; the smoke created a

breath, stood up, and poured herself a glass of water. She stood opposite him and asked, Then

smoke in

grievances. Looking down at her toes, her eyes misted

quick to notice. His eyes caught a tear as it fell, and his brow furrowed. He crushed

her eyes, his hands roaming around her waist, his face buried in her neck, and his kisses

head back, and he promptly moved his kisses down her

she knew it, she was straddling him, facing

swallowed hard, feeling a tingle at

keep up this…

skin ablaze wherever he touched, stirring

how easily he overpowered her and how she had no self-control or boundaries with

heavy breathing and increasing urgency spoke volumes.

her completely, Jocelyn’s body arched back uncontrollably, losing herself to his

still water, listening to the steady breathing beside her. A chill traced down the corner of her eye

her head to look at Melvin beside her, tracing his outline with her gaze.

times, they said a beauty could captivate

he had captured her heart at

of love, how could she let him