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

Willow might hear?

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

without another word and

then cupped Jocelyn’s face, kissing her lips

her hands against his chest, pushing him

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

so bluntly made her

but still clinging to some semblance

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

her, easily

were just words of passion meant to release desire, she was all for it.

took the chance to push her

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

want you to see her.”

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

touch was like a branding iron, scorching her

wits amid his teasing. “But

corner

into a whirlwind of desire, enduring

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

Torn between resistance and pleasure, she ultimately

him.

heart was still with him.

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

The hotel bed was sturdy

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

with the hint of dawn, and the towering palm trees outside revealed their silhouettes, did Jocelyn finally drift off

greedily

knew how addicted he

her, and once he

of the past few weeks was finally

comfortably and contentedly, closing his

phone on the nightstand buzzed twice. Melvin’s eyes shot open. It was a Facebook message from someone named Harrison, asking if she wanted to have

from last night who seemed to hit it off with Jocelyn. He seemed polished, gentlemanly, and well-mannered. She looked happy with him. Most

sparks have flown between them? Would

thought darkened Melvin’s gaze.