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.

could he do

Willow

much tonight, and I’m worried,” Willow continued,

without another word and turned off

carelessly onto the couch, then cupped

pushing him away, “What’s the point

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

so bluntly made

breathing grew erratic, her mind in turmoil but still clinging to some semblance of sanity. “But you and Willow…”

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

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

if they were just words of passion meant to

the chance to

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

you

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

touch was like a branding iron, scorching her skin, boiling

wits amid his teasing. “But she wants

to the corner of her lips, licking gently, tenderly, and irresistibly.

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

things kept going this way, wouldn’t all her previous efforts be

match. Torn between resistance and pleasure,

him.

her heart was still

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

and racing hearts. The hotel bed was sturdy but still uttered

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

the towering palm trees

greedily

addicted he was to her.

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

past few weeks was finally

the person in his arms comfortably and contentedly, closing

was a Facebook message from

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

would sparks have flown between them? Would she no longer

thought darkened