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.

widened. How could he do this?

Willow

You drank so much tonight,

Melvin hung up without another word and turned off his phone.

the phone carelessly onto the couch, then cupped

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

swollen lips, a hint of hurt in

hirm lay it out so bluntly made her heart race

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

her face, their foreheads touching, breath mingling. “I

words thrilled her, easily breaching her feigned indifference like they were

passion meant

like Willow, Jocelyn took the chance to push her

her, don’t see her,” Melvin kissed

don’t want you

exploring her waist, his

branding iron, scorching her

maintained her wits amid his

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

desire, enduring his seduction,

this way, wouldn’t all her previous efforts be

relentless, and Jocelyn was never his match. Torn between resistance and

him.

heart was

the supple waist of a woman, full of grace and

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

it was the long separation, or perhaps a deep thirst, but

of dawn, and the towering palm

her, greedily savoring

addicted he

kind of addiction that tormented him when he didn’t touch her, and once he did, he couldn’t stop, as if trying to drain himself dry.

of the past few weeks was finally being replenished

person in his arms comfortably

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

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

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

thought darkened Melvin’s

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