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.

How could he

Willow

You weren’t there. You drank so much tonight, and I’m

up without another word and

carelessly onto the couch, then cupped Jocelyn’s face, kissing her lips

her hands against his chest, pushing him away, “What’s the

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

it out so bluntly made her heart

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

were my first.” Melvin held her face, their foreheads touching,

admit those words thrilled her, easily breaching

meant to release desire, she was all for it.

Jocelyn took the chance to push

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

don’t want you to see her.”

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

touch was like a branding iron, scorching her

her wits amid his teasing. “But

the corner of her lips, licking gently, tenderly,

desire, enduring

her previous efforts be

never his match. Torn

him.

was still

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

causing flushed faces and racing hearts. The hotel bed was sturdy but

separation, or perhaps a deep thirst, but there was a desperation to

began to glow with the hint of dawn, and the towering palm trees outside revealed their silhouettes,

her, greedily savoring

he knew how addicted he

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

weeks was finally being replenished tonight.

in his arms comfortably and contentedly, closing

phone on the nightstand buzzed twice. Melvin’s eyes shot open. It was a Facebook message from

with Jocelyn. He seemed polished, gentlemanly, and well-mannered. She looked happy with him. Most importantly, they looked

there, would sparks have flown between them? Would she no longer

darkened Melvin’s