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 he do this?

he worried Willow

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

word and turned

then cupped Jocelyn’s face,

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

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

hirm lay it out so bluntly

clinging to some semblance of sanity.

first.” Melvin held her face, their foreheads touching, breath mingling. “I only want

words thrilled her, easily

meant

don’t like Willow, Jocelyn took the chance to

like her, don’t see her,” Melvin kissed

don’t want you

company,” Melvin’s hands were already exploring her waist, his breathing heavy.

branding iron,

his teasing. “But

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

was thrown into a whirlwind of desire, enduring his seduction, her inner turmoil

this way, wouldn’t all her previous efforts be in vain? Everything would just

match. Torn between resistance and pleasure, she ultimately lost to

him.

her heart was

curtains, dancing like the supple waist of a

breaths mingled, causing flushed faces and racing hearts. The hotel bed was

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

hint of dawn, and the towering

greedily savoring the moment.

how addicted he was to

and once he did, he

the past few weeks was finally being

comfortably

shot open. It was a Facebook message from someone

of the man from last night who seemed to hit it off with Jocelyn. He seemed polished, gentlemanly, and well-mannered.

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

darkened Melvin’s gaze.

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