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.

eyes widened. How could

Willow might hear?

drank so much tonight, and I’m worried,” Willow continued, “Where are you? I’ll

Melvin hung up without another word and turned off his

tossed the phone carelessly onto the couch, then

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

one who ditched me.” Melvin’s fingers gently traced her swollen lips, a hint of hurt in his puppy-dog

hirm lay it out so bluntly

clinging to some semblance

their foreheads touching, breath mingling. “I

to admit those words thrilled her, easily breaching her feigned indifference

if they were just words of passion meant to release desire, she

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

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

want you to see

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

touch was like a branding iron, scorching

wits amid his teasing. “But she wants

to the corner of

whirlwind of desire, enduring his

going this way, wouldn’t all her previous

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

him.

her heart was

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 but still uttered cautious, muffled creaks.

a deep thirst, but there was a desperation to

horizon began to glow with the hint of dawn, and the towering palm

her, greedily

knew how addicted

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

few weeks was finally being replenished tonight.

held the person in his arms comfortably and contentedly, closing

open. It was a Facebook message from someone named Harrison, asking if

last night who seemed to hit it off with Jocelyn. He seemed polished, gentlemanly, and well-mannered. She looked happy with him. Most importantly, they looked like a perfect

flown between them? Would she no longer have room for him when she got

thought darkened Melvin’s