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.

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?

Melvin hung up without another word and turned

tossed the phone carelessly onto the couch, then cupped Jocelyn’s face, kissing her

put her hands against his chest, pushing him away,

gently traced her swollen lips, a

out so bluntly made

in turmoil but still clinging

Melvin held her face, their foreheads touching, breath

her, easily breaching her feigned indifference

passion meant to release desire, she was all for it.

Jocelyn took the

her,” Melvin kissed

want you to see

contract with my company,” Melvin’s hands were already exploring her

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

her wits amid his teasing. “But she wants you…”

to the corner of

was thrown into a whirlwind of desire, enduring his

wouldn’t all her previous efforts be in vain? Everything would just

never his match. Torn between resistance and pleasure, she ultimately lost

him.

her heart was still

flirted with the curtains, dancing like the supple waist of a woman, full of grace and allure.

causing flushed faces and racing hearts. The hotel bed was sturdy

deep thirst, but there was a desperation to fill the void

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

held her, greedily savoring the moment.

how addicted he was to her.

of addiction that tormented him when he didn’t touch her, and once he did, he couldn’t stop, as if trying to drain himself dry.

past few weeks was finally

arms comfortably and contentedly, closing his eyes

was a Facebook message from someone named Harrison, asking if she wanted to

man from last night who seemed to hit it off with Jocelyn. He seemed polished, gentlemanly, and

sparks have flown between them? Would she no longer have room for

thought darkened Melvin’s gaze.