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

Willow might hear?

went to your room looking for you. You weren’t there. You drank so much tonight, and I’m worried,” Willow continued, “Where are you? I’ll

Melvin hung up without another word and turned

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

pushing him

ditched me.” Melvin’s fingers gently traced her swollen lips, a hint of hurt in

it out so bluntly made her heart race

grew erratic, her mind in turmoil but still clinging to some semblance of

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

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

of passion meant to

Jocelyn took the chance to push

see her,” Melvin kissed

you to see her.”

company,” Melvin’s hands were already exploring her waist, his

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

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

corner of her lips,

desire, enduring

all her previous efforts be in vain?

Jocelyn was never his match. Torn

him.

was still

the sea breeze flirted with the curtains, dancing like the supple waist of

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

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

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

held her, greedily

he 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, as if trying to drain himself

few weeks was

comfortably and contentedly, closing

shot open. It was a Facebook message from someone

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

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

darkened