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 worried Willow

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

another word and turned

couch, then cupped Jocelyn’s

pushing him away, “What’s

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

hirm lay it out so bluntly made her

turmoil but still clinging

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

thrilled her, easily breaching her feigned indifference like

were just words of passion meant to release desire, she was

like Willow, Jocelyn took the chance to

don’t see her,”

you to see her.”

company,” Melvin’s hands were already exploring her

iron, scorching her skin, boiling her

his teasing. “But she wants you…”

trailing to the corner of her lips, licking gently,

whirlwind of desire, enduring his seduction, her inner

previous efforts be

was relentless, and Jocelyn was never his match. Torn

him.

was still with him.

the supple waist of a woman, full of grace

flushed faces and racing hearts. The hotel bed was

it was the long separation, or perhaps a deep thirst, but there was a desperation

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

her, greedily savoring the

knew how addicted he was to her.

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

void of the past few weeks was finally being replenished tonight.

his arms comfortably and contentedly, closing his

open. It was a Facebook message from someone named Harrison, asking if she wanted to have breakfast together.

He seemed polished, gentlemanly, and well-mannered. She looked happy with

Would she no longer have room for him when she got back?

thought darkened Melvin’s

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