The Unwilling CEO’s Love Game

Chapter 157

Zephyr helped Melvin into the elevator. Melvin leaned against the wall, his eyes alight with an unmistakable desire. When he caught sight of Jocelyn, a wave of emotion flickered across his gaze.

“Jocelyn, I’ll leave him in your capable hands. I’ve got some things to take care of” Zephyr said, dashing out just as the elevator doors began to close.

Jocelyn’s eyes widened in surprise. “You…”

Zephyr sprinted out and called back, “Jocelyn, don’t be scared.”

Jocelyn was speechless.

Now alone with Melvin in the confined space of the elevator, his restlessness seemed to grow. He gripped collar, and it looked like he wanted to rip it open.

Jocelyn frowned, wondering what had gotten into his head. Shouldn’t he be taken to a hospital?

The elevator doors opened. Melvin stumbled out. Jocelyn hesitated, but before she could decide, Melvin turned back, reached out, and pulled her after him.

She resisted, “I’m not your… Mmph…”

His cool lips silenced her protests, pressing her against the wall. His kiss was domineering, forceful, and full of conquering intent

an expression of unrestrained impulse.

In that moment, all Melvin could think about was having her.

Jocelyn pounded on his shoulders to no avail. He was too far gone, oblivious to her struggling.

It had been so long since they had been this close. Jocelyn’s mind was in turmoil, fearing she’d succumb to his intensity. What did that make her?

Melvin’s mind was disturbed, but he wasn’t senseless. He could feel her resistance and knew how unwilling she was. Her struggles only made him feel worse because she had never denied him before.

After a long moment, he rested his forehead against her shoulder and panted. His arms wrapped tightly around her. “I… feel awful.”

Jocelyn’s breaths came fast. Her lips were numb, and her brain momentarily starved of oxygen.

Her back pressed against the cold wall, and she found herself at a loss for words.

It was her fault. She couldn’t blame him entirely.

If she had really been determined, if she had ignored whatever Zephyr said, none of this would have happened.

her own problem.

hospital. Jocelyn said calmly and didn’t

her hand over his heart. His breath was hot on her ear.

thin fabric of his shirt, her palm felt his

give you everything Melvin’s husky

raced erratically,

her

her waist. His lips approached her earlobe and kissed it

she had built

changed; her feelings for him couldn’t be retracted but only deepened with each

can be planned and controlled, but not emotions, which are inherently

hard, yet she

unable to remain indifferent, still harboring feelings for him. She let doves her guard and

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him was a cycle of resistance

his face, looking into his eyes that burned with passion. She would accept it, even if it was a rash promise for him,

His eyes brimmed

bobbed. “Yes, I will.”

for took her by surprise, filling her with delight and satisfaction. Her lips curled

with a kiss. Like parched earth welcoming rain, they were

New life sprouted from the once-barren branches, and the silent earth now speckled with fresh green shoots.

as

of love. Each corner shadowed with the memory of their embrace, the large

the other in their heart, persistence from

the one who easily

to Melvin, utterly exhausted,

fallen asleep, probably due to the effect of the

his face gently and traced his features, his lips. Remembering his affirmation, her heart swelled

Jocelyn

work meant she

she awoke again, the warm sunlight streamed into the room, bathing her

longer by her side, but she noticed a glass of water and some pills on the bedside table. After a few seconds of confusion, she took the pills.

bed, opened the bedroom door, and heard Melvin’s voice from afar. It sounded like he was on the

to what he was saying and proceeded to freshen up. By the

now fully conscious. But Jocelyn felt

you realize it shouldn’t have happened when you were