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.

How could he do this?

Willow might

You drank so much tonight, and I’m worried,”

up without another word and turned off his

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

his chest, pushing him away,

a hint of hurt in his

so

mind in turmoil but still clinging

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

had to admit those words thrilled her, easily breaching her feigned indifference like they were nothing.

passion meant to release desire, she was

Willow, Jocelyn took the chance to

her,” Melvin kissed

you

exploring her waist, his

like a branding iron,

amid his

swallowed, his kisses trailing to the corner of her lips, licking

a whirlwind of desire, enduring his seduction, her inner

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

never his match. Torn between resistance and

him.

was still with

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

flushed faces and racing hearts. The hotel bed was sturdy but still uttered

but there was a desperation to fill

with the hint of dawn, and the towering palm trees outside revealed their silhouettes, did

her, greedily savoring the

knew how addicted he was

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

few weeks

comfortably and

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

thought of the man from last night who seemed to hit it off with Jocelyn. He seemed polished, gentlemanly, and well-mannered. She looked

he not been there, would sparks have flown between them? Would she no longer have

darkened

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