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.

widened. How could he do this?

worried Willow might hear?

looking for you. You weren’t there. You drank so much tonight, and

up without another word and turned off his

the couch, then cupped

put her hands against his chest, pushing him away, “What’s the point of this

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

it out so bluntly made

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

first.” Melvin held her face, their foreheads

thrilled her, easily breaching her feigned indifference like

just words of passion meant to release desire, she

like Willow, Jocelyn took the chance to push her luck.

her,” Melvin kissed the

don’t want you to

with my company,” Melvin’s hands were already exploring

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

amid his teasing. “But she

yours, Melvin swallowed, his kisses trailing to the corner of her lips, licking gently, tenderly, and

into a whirlwind of desire, enduring his seduction, her

previous

and Jocelyn was never his match. Torn between

him.

her heart was still with

sea breeze flirted with the curtains, dancing like the supple waist of a woman, full of grace and allure.

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

deep thirst, but

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

greedily

he knew how addicted he

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

few weeks was finally being

his arms comfortably

buzzed twice. Melvin’s eyes shot open. It was a

to hit it off with Jocelyn. He seemed polished, gentlemanly, and well-mannered. She looked happy with him. Most importantly, they looked like a perfect match.

been there, would sparks have flown between them? Would she no longer have room for him when she got

darkened