The Unwilling CEO’s Love Game

Chapter 35

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.

could he

he worried Willow might hear?

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

word

carelessly onto the couch, then cupped Jocelyn’s face,

against his chest, pushing him

Melvin’s fingers gently traced her swollen lips, a hint of

lay it out so bluntly made

mind in turmoil but still clinging to some semblance

face, their foreheads touching, breath

those words thrilled her, easily breaching her feigned

words of passion meant to release desire, she was all

don’t like Willow, Jocelyn took the chance

don’t see her,” Melvin

want you to see

already exploring her waist, his breathing

iron, scorching her skin, boiling her

his teasing. “But she

yours, Melvin swallowed, his kisses trailing to the corner

desire, enduring his seduction, her inner

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

never his match. Torn between resistance

him.

her heart was

flirted with the curtains, dancing like the

faces and racing hearts. The hotel bed was sturdy

long separation, or perhaps a deep thirst, but there

towering palm trees outside revealed their silhouettes, did Jocelyn finally drift

her, greedily savoring the moment.

knew how addicted he was to

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

the past few weeks was

his arms comfortably and contentedly, closing his

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

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

Would she no longer have room for him

darkened Melvin’s gaze.

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