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.

eyes widened. How could

he worried Willow

much tonight, and I’m worried,” Willow continued, “Where are you?

another word

then cupped Jocelyn’s face, kissing her lips

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

the one who ditched 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 made

but still clinging to some semblance of sanity.

their foreheads

had to admit those words thrilled her, easily breaching her feigned indifference like they were nothing.

of passion meant to release desire, she was

took the

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

want you to

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

like a branding iron, scorching her

maintained her wits amid his teasing. “But

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

of desire, enduring his seduction, her inner

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

and Jocelyn was never his match. Torn between resistance

him.

heart was still

night, the sea breeze flirted with the curtains, dancing like the supple waist of a

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

deep thirst, but there was a desperation to fill the void

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

held her, greedily savoring the

he knew how addicted he was

didn’t touch her, and once he did,

void of the past few weeks was

arms comfortably and contentedly, closing

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

Jocelyn. He seemed

not been there, would sparks have flown between them? Would she no longer have room for him when she got

thought darkened