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.

eyes widened. How could he do this?

worried Willow

drank so much tonight, and I’m worried,” Willow continued, “Where are you? I’ll come find you.”

Melvin hung up without another word and turned off his phone.

the couch, then cupped Jocelyn’s

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

her swollen lips, a hint of hurt in

lay it out so bluntly made her heart

still clinging

were my first.” Melvin held her face, their foreheads touching,

her, easily breaching her feigned

just words of passion meant to release desire, she was all

Jocelyn took the chance

see her,” Melvin kissed the tip of her nose.

want you to see her.”

with my company,” Melvin’s hands were already exploring her waist, his breathing heavy.

like a branding iron,

maintained her wits amid his

the corner of her lips, licking

thrown into a whirlwind of desire, enduring his seduction, her inner turmoil

previous efforts be in vain? Everything would just reset.

match. Torn between resistance and pleasure, she

him.

her heart was still

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

and restrained breaths mingled, causing flushed faces and racing hearts. The hotel bed was

the long separation, or perhaps a deep thirst, but there was a desperation to

when the horizon began to glow with the hint of dawn, and the towering palm trees outside revealed

held her, greedily savoring the

addicted

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

of the past few weeks was finally being replenished

the person in his arms comfortably

the nightstand buzzed twice. Melvin’s eyes shot open. It was a Facebook message from someone named Harrison, asking if

it off with Jocelyn. He seemed polished, gentlemanly, and well-mannered. She looked happy with

he not been there, would sparks have flown between them? Would she no longer have room for him when

darkened Melvin’s