The Unwilling CEO’s Love Game

Chapter 28

Chapter 28

Jocelyn stopped in her tracks, not bothering to look back

“Come on, there’s a limit to making a scene.” Melvin was sure she was just making a scene. He had already explained himself. What more did she want from him?

Jocelyn took a deep breath feeling more pathetic and ridiculous by the second.

In his eyes, she was just being a drama queen because she wanted more Yep, to him, she was totally overreacting.

And he had already stooped to coax her, so she should’ve taken the hint and quit while she was ahead.

It used to be the same old story she’d get mad he’d sweet talk her a bit, and she’d drop it all.

Truth be told, back then she kinda liked being coaxed by him because it felt like he actually cared, like she mattered to

him

But thinking it over now, it all seemed like just going through the motions without ever wondering why. She couldn’t even tell if he meant any of it. Or was it just sweet talk to get her into bed and then back to business as usual?

“I’m beat. Let’s go home Melvin said, moving in to grab her hand and pull her towards the apartment building.

Jocelyn stood her ground.

Melvin turned around, his patience obviously wearing thin.

Jocelyn gently wriggled her hand free. “You should go back to your place.”

the heck do you want? Melvin unbuttoned his collar, looking pretty

want anything. I just think we both need some time to cool off.

at her coldly without saying anything. That calm before the

had a way of making her knees buckle with

you won’t let me come up tonight? His

beat pounding against her

steeled herself

a long moment before his lips twisted into

the door slammed with a resounding thud, Jocelyn’s

angrily, as if venting Melvin’s rage

the noise faded, Jocelyn bent over, hands on knees, gasping for air, fully aware of what her refusal

and the man she had loved for more than

night, Jocelyn slept

out, tossing and turning all night like

wasn’t teaching, she’d hang out with colleagues, grabbing a cuppa or hitting the shops, cooking at home when she felt

roses? Got an admirer? Did you say yes? What’s he like?

each

Chapter

Jocelyn was taking her love life seriously and

knockout, driving cars worth millions, and wearing designer labels head to toe. Tell me,

he’s way wealthier, but it’s about the person,

barely scrape through his front door, let alone run the joint or call the shots. I’d always be second best. It might look flashy, but just thinking about the grind… Jocelyn trailed off, shaking

wealth.

vigorously. “Exactly. So let’s not bother with Mr. Too Good to Be

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