The Unwilling CEO’s Love Game

Chapter 38

Ursula got the hint and buzzed off first.

“Sorry, didn’t realize you’d be back so early, so…” Jocelyn felt she had to clear the air, given that she cared about keeping their thing under wraps.

Melvin asked her, “What do you fancy eating? I’ll have someone bring it over.”

Jocelyn went with, “Whatever.”

While Melvin peeled off his jacket and dialed for food, he looked pretty sharp in a white shirt, giving off more gentleness.

“When do you head back?” Jocelyn waited until he put the phone down to pop the question.

Melvin took a seat on the couch and patted his thigh, signaling her to hop on.

They’ve already been through the sex, so there is no need to be shy.

Jocelyn straddled his lap, reaching for his Adam’s apple, and noticed the love bite there turning a shade darker.

“When do you wanna head back? Melvin wrapped an arm around her waist, the other sprawled on the back of the sofa. With his chin tilting up, he looked both enticing and tempting.

Jocelyn had already slipped her hands under his shirt, “I was planning to play around for five days.”

Melvin frowned. He was only in town for business, which would be finished in a quick three days.

“If you’ve got stuff to do, go ahead,” Jocelyn didn’t hold back like some girls, asking him to stick around.

She knew well that better company here didn’t hold a candle to being home.

But right now, she wasn’t in the mood to head back.

Melvin enjoyed her hands wandering under his shirt, sweeping over the marks he’d left on her with lazy eyes, “What’s the fun in going out with these kiss marks?”

“That’s my business, Jocelyn shot back, playing the rebel.

Melvin fished out her restless hand, “You sure you won’t come with me?”

“Nope,” Jocelyn was firm in her rejection.

“Where am I gonna stay then?”

“You’re not homeless, Jocelyn pointed out, “No need to crash at mine anymore.”

Melvin squinted, “What’s that supposed to mean?”

go?” Jocelyn laid it out straight.

“You never kicked me out before, what’s wrong with you

grown up, Jocelyn flashed him a teasing,

as ever, totally in sync with him. But her attitude was cooler and more indifferent. She seemed to just want a sexual relationship with him.

“Not living together?”

“Yep.

lips, finding no trace of longing or hesitation on her

in his arms,

Jocelyn held her face, “I have something on my face?”

changes were in store after he left. But he could

that irresistible and even make you ditch

where a bruise bloomed like a weathered petal, adding

affection and passion in his eyes, Melvin barely parted his lips, murmuring with utmost sincerity, “I

seduced by

his gaze. A few more

stirring, tugging at her heartstrings.

her eyes darting away, “I’m hungry.”

cue, the waiter knocked,

relentless with permanent energy. The moment she’d

this continued without a stop, she feared he

spread of seafood cooked in all sorts of ways lay before her. After polishing off a few scallops with garlic

meat for her, “Eat

“I’m kinda full.”

to keep your strength

at

she took the plate, his phone

it was Willow, but his expression said otherwise.

his face, “I’ll be right there.”

noted

a fight, and now she’s at the station,” Melvin grabbed his coat, “Gotta check it out.”

and didn’t offer to come along

paused at the door, turning back to tell her, “Eat up.”

had no

but still ate the lobster he’d picked for her.

up, she sat alone on the balcony, comforted by

of calling Melvin a few times but

of

should seize the day, instead of fussing over an

watched pot never