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.

eyes widened. How could

worried Willow might hear?

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

another word

then cupped Jocelyn’s face, kissing her lips tenderly.

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

traced her swollen lips, a hint of hurt in his puppy-dog

lay it out so bluntly

breathing grew erratic, her mind in turmoil but still clinging to some semblance of sanity. “But you

their foreheads touching, breath mingling. “I only want

easily breaching her feigned indifference like

passion meant to

don’t like Willow, Jocelyn took the

see her,”

want you to see her.”

hands were already exploring her waist, his breathing

iron, scorching her skin, boiling her

her wits amid his teasing.

swallowed, his kisses trailing to the corner of her

thrown into a whirlwind of desire, enduring his seduction,

this way, wouldn’t all her previous efforts

never his match. Torn between resistance and

him.

her heart was

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

hearts. The hotel bed was sturdy but still uttered cautious, muffled

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

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

her, greedily savoring the

how addicted he was to her.

her, and

past few weeks was finally

held the person in his arms comfortably and contentedly,

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

last night who seemed to hit it off with Jocelyn. He seemed polished, gentlemanly, and

sparks have flown between them? Would she

darkened Melvin’s

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