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.

widened. How could he do this?

he worried Willow

drank so much tonight, and I’m worried,” Willow continued, “Where

Melvin hung up without another word and turned off his

couch, then cupped Jocelyn’s face,

against his chest, pushing him away, “What’s

fingers gently traced her swollen lips, a hint

hirm lay it out so bluntly made her heart race

mind in turmoil but still clinging to

their foreheads touching, breath

to admit those words thrilled her, easily breaching her feigned

they were just words of passion meant

like Willow, Jocelyn took the chance

like her, don’t see her,” Melvin

don’t want you to see her.”

a contract with my company,” Melvin’s hands were already exploring her waist, his breathing heavy. “She’s just a

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

his teasing.

trailing to the corner of her lips, licking

desire,

wouldn’t all her previous efforts be in vain? Everything would

Jocelyn was never his match. Torn between

him.

was

curtains, dancing like the

flushed faces and racing hearts. The hotel bed was sturdy

deep thirst, but there was

hint of dawn, and the towering

her, greedily savoring the moment.

how addicted he was

touch her, and once he did,

of the past few weeks was finally being replenished

held the person in his arms comfortably and contentedly, closing his eyes

buzzed twice. Melvin’s eyes shot open. It was a Facebook message from someone named Harrison, asking if she wanted to have breakfast

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

he not been there, would sparks have flown between them? Would she no

darkened

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