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 worried Willow might

room looking for you. You weren’t there. You drank so much tonight, and I’m worried,” Willow continued, “Where are you?

hung up without another word and turned

the couch, then cupped Jocelyn’s face, kissing her

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

swollen lips, a hint of hurt in

lay it out so bluntly made

in turmoil but still clinging to some

Melvin held her face, their foreheads touching, breath mingling. “I only want you.”

thrilled her, easily breaching her feigned indifference like they were

if they were just words of passion meant to release desire, she was all for

Willow, Jocelyn took the chance to push her

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

don’t want you to

Melvin’s hands were already exploring her waist, his breathing heavy. “She’s just a

like a branding iron, scorching her skin, boiling

maintained her wits amid his teasing.

trailing to the corner

into a whirlwind of desire, enduring his

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

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

him.

was

with the curtains, dancing like the supple waist

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

or perhaps a deep thirst, but there was a desperation to

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

her, greedily savoring the moment.

knew how addicted he

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

past few weeks was

person in his arms comfortably and contentedly, closing

eyes shot open. It was a Facebook message from someone named Harrison, asking

with Jocelyn. He seemed polished, gentlemanly, and well-mannered. She looked happy with him. Most importantly,

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

thought darkened Melvin’s gaze.