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 do

Willow might hear?

so much tonight, and I’m worried,” Willow continued, “Where are

word and turned off his phone.

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

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

fingers gently traced her swollen lips, a hint of

out so bluntly made her heart

grew erratic, her mind in turmoil but still clinging to some semblance of sanity. “But

their foreheads touching, breath mingling. “I only

had to admit those words thrilled her, easily breaching her

meant to release desire, she was all for

don’t like Willow, Jocelyn took the chance to push her luck.

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

you

exploring her waist, his breathing heavy. “She’s just a business

iron, scorching her skin, boiling her blood.

amid his

Melvin swallowed, his kisses trailing to the corner of her lips, licking gently, tenderly, and

desire, enduring his seduction, her inner turmoil

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

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

him.

heart was still with him.

the curtains, dancing like the supple waist

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

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 their silhouettes, did

greedily savoring

how addicted he

her, and once he did, he couldn’t

few weeks was finally being replenished tonight.

his arms comfortably and contentedly, closing

buzzed twice. Melvin’s eyes shot open. It was a Facebook message from someone named Harrison, asking if she wanted to have

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

sparks have flown between them? Would

darkened Melvin’s