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.

could he do

worried Willow might

drank so much tonight, and I’m worried,”

word and

phone carelessly onto the couch, then

chest, pushing him away, “What’s the

who ditched me.” Melvin’s fingers gently traced her swollen lips, a hint of hurt in his puppy-dog

hirm lay it out so bluntly made her

but still clinging to some semblance

held her face, their foreheads touching, breath mingling. “I only want

easily

if they were just words of passion meant to release desire, she

the

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

don’t want you to

exploring her waist, his breathing heavy. “She’s

branding iron, scorching her skin, boiling

wits amid his teasing. “But she wants you…”

swallowed, his kisses trailing to the corner of

of desire, enduring his seduction, her inner turmoil raging.

her previous efforts be in

Torn between resistance and pleasure, she

him.

heart was

breeze flirted with the curtains, dancing like the supple waist of a woman, full of

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

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

glow with the hint of dawn, and the towering palm trees outside revealed their

greedily savoring the moment.

knew how addicted he

tormented him when he didn’t touch her, and once he did, he couldn’t stop, as if trying to drain himself

of the past few weeks

person in his arms comfortably and contentedly, closing his eyes

Melvin’s eyes shot open. It was a Facebook

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

there, would sparks have flown between them? Would

darkened

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