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.

could

he worried Willow

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

hung up without another word

onto the couch, then cupped

him away, “What’s the point of

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

so bluntly made her heart

mind in turmoil but still clinging to some semblance of sanity. “But you and Willow…”

her face, their foreheads touching, breath

to admit those words thrilled her, easily breaching her feigned

they were just words of passion meant to release desire,

took the chance to push her

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

don’t want you

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

was like a branding iron, scorching her skin, boiling

his teasing. “But she wants

kisses trailing to the corner of her lips, licking gently, tenderly, and irresistibly.

desire, enduring his

previous efforts be in vain?

Jocelyn was never his match. Torn

him.

was still with

sea breeze flirted with the curtains, dancing like the supple

racing hearts. The hotel bed

but there was

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

her, greedily savoring

knew how addicted

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

void of the past few weeks was finally being

his arms comfortably and contentedly,

twice. Melvin’s eyes shot open. It was a Facebook message from

of the man from 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

between them? Would she no longer have room for

thought darkened Melvin’s

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