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.

could he do

worried Willow

you. You weren’t there. You drank so much tonight, and I’m worried,” Willow continued, “Where are you? I’ll come find

without another word and

then

hands against his chest, pushing him away, “What’s the point of this back-and-forth?”

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

it out so bluntly made her

mind in turmoil but still clinging to some semblance of

Melvin held her face, their foreheads touching, breath mingling. “I

thrilled her, easily breaching her

words of passion meant to release desire, she was all

took the

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

want you to

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

a branding iron, scorching her skin, boiling

his teasing.

to the corner of her lips, licking gently, tenderly,

desire, enduring his

going this way, wouldn’t all her previous efforts

Torn between resistance and pleasure, she ultimately lost

him.

her heart was still with him.

with the curtains, dancing like the supple waist of a woman, full of grace

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

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

the horizon began to glow with the hint of dawn, and the towering palm trees outside revealed their silhouettes, did Jocelyn finally drift

held her, greedily savoring

he knew how addicted he was to

and once he did,

few weeks was finally being

comfortably and contentedly, closing his

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

Jocelyn. He seemed polished, gentlemanly, and well-mannered. She

between them? Would she no longer have room for him

darkened Melvin’s