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 do

he worried Willow might hear?

to your room looking for you. You weren’t there. You drank so much tonight, and I’m

another word and turned off his

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

put her 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 I still want

lay it out so bluntly made her heart

breathing grew erratic, her mind in turmoil but still clinging to some

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

her, easily

meant to release desire, she was

Jocelyn took the chance to push her luck.

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

you

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

like a branding iron,

amid his teasing. “But she

kisses trailing to the corner

into a whirlwind of desire, enduring his seduction, her inner turmoil

way, wouldn’t all her previous efforts

and Jocelyn was never his match. Torn between resistance and pleasure, she ultimately lost to

him.

was still with

curtains, dancing like the supple waist of a

The hotel bed was sturdy

perhaps a deep thirst, but there was a desperation

when the horizon began to glow with the hint of dawn, and the towering palm trees outside revealed their silhouettes, did Jocelyn finally

greedily savoring the

he knew how addicted he

he didn’t touch her, and

the past few weeks was finally being replenished tonight.

his arms comfortably and contentedly,

shot open. It was a Facebook message from someone named Harrison, asking if she wanted to

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

there, would sparks have flown between them? Would she

darkened Melvin’s