The Unwilling CEO’s Love Game

Chapter 35

Melvin was totally drunk last night.

Jocelyn had no interest in reasoning with a drunk. She just let him cling to her, knowing that once his buzz wore off, he’d simmer down naturally.

Deep down, she could sense that Melvin was a bit obsessive.

She wasn’t sure if his love was true, but like he said, he wouldn’t let her go without his consent.

Sometimes she even wondered if he’d crash her wedding if she married someone else.

Melvin definitely had a possessive streak. Sometimes he acted like he didn’t care about her, and other times he came

on super strong.

But he never said he loved her.

It took a while, but eventually, Jocelyn felt Melvin’s emotions stabilize. Yet, his grip didn’t loosen; he was still holding her tight

“Wanna sip some water?” Jocelyn asked softly, patting his back.

At her words, his grip tightened like a startled bird, scared she might fly away.

Jocelyn stayed quiet, silently waiting for him to let go.

It wasn’t until his phone buzzed that he finally moved.

He didn’t answer though.

The phone went silent, then buzzed again.

Jocelyn had a hunch about who might be calling at this hour. Since he came with Willow, it wasn’t a stretch to guess that maybe he and Willow were an item.

When the phone rang a third time, Melvin finally pulled out his phone, and answered the call.

“Melvin, where are you?” Willow’s anxious voice came through.

Jocelyn turned her head away, she was able to hear Willow’s voice because it was so quiet.

“What’s up?” Melvin asked.

Jocelyn tried to leave, but Melvin grabbed her hand, pushed her against the wall, coming up to her and kissing her on the lips.

widened. How could he do this?

worried Willow might hear?

there. You drank so much tonight, and I’m

another word and turned

then cupped Jocelyn’s

his chest, pushing him away, “What’s the

gently traced her swollen lips, a hint of hurt in his puppy-dog eyes. “But I

out so bluntly made her heart race

clinging to some semblance

their foreheads touching, breath mingling. “I only want

those words thrilled her, easily breaching her feigned indifference

were just words of passion meant to release

don’t like Willow, Jocelyn took the

like her, don’t see her,” Melvin kissed the tip of her nose.

want you to

contract with my company,” Melvin’s hands were already exploring her waist, his breathing heavy. “She’s just a

was like a branding iron, scorching her skin, boiling her blood.

maintained her wits amid his teasing. “But she wants

the corner of

was thrown into a whirlwind of desire, enduring his seduction,

kept going this way, wouldn’t all her previous efforts be in vain? Everything would just reset.

was relentless, and Jocelyn was never his match. Torn between resistance and pleasure, she

him.

heart was still

breeze flirted with the curtains, dancing like the supple waist of a woman,

restrained breaths mingled, causing flushed faces and racing hearts. The hotel bed was sturdy but still uttered

but there was a desperation to

the hint of dawn, and the towering palm trees outside revealed their silhouettes, did Jocelyn finally

greedily

how addicted he was

addiction that tormented him when he didn’t touch her, and once he did, he

few weeks was finally

person in his arms comfortably and

buzzed twice. Melvin’s eyes shot open. It was a Facebook message from someone named Harrison, asking if she wanted to have breakfast

of the man from last night who seemed to hit it off with Jocelyn. He seemed polished, gentlemanly, and well-mannered. She

flown between them? Would she no longer have room for him when

darkened