The Unwilling CEO’s Love Game

Chapter 28

Chapter 28

Jocelyn stopped in her tracks, not bothering to look back

“Come on, there’s a limit to making a scene.” Melvin was sure she was just making a scene. He had already explained himself. What more did she want from him?

Jocelyn took a deep breath feeling more pathetic and ridiculous by the second.

In his eyes, she was just being a drama queen because she wanted more Yep, to him, she was totally overreacting.

And he had already stooped to coax her, so she should’ve taken the hint and quit while she was ahead.

It used to be the same old story she’d get mad he’d sweet talk her a bit, and she’d drop it all.

Truth be told, back then she kinda liked being coaxed by him because it felt like he actually cared, like she mattered to

him

But thinking it over now, it all seemed like just going through the motions without ever wondering why. She couldn’t even tell if he meant any of it. Or was it just sweet talk to get her into bed and then back to business as usual?

“I’m beat. Let’s go home Melvin said, moving in to grab her hand and pull her towards the apartment building.

Jocelyn stood her ground.

Melvin turned around, his patience obviously wearing thin.

Jocelyn gently wriggled her hand free. “You should go back to your place.”

the heck do you want? Melvin unbuttoned his collar, looking

head. “I don’t want anything. I just think we both need some time to cool

lips together and looked at her coldly without saying anything.

way of making her knees buckle

up

pounding against her chest, pressuring her to

steeled herself

his

with a resounding

angrily, as if venting Melvin’s

gasping for air, fully aware of

and the man she had loved for more than three years were really

slept like a

and turning all night like the one before, but instead, she snoozed right

she wasn’t teaching, she’d hang out with colleagues, grabbing a cuppa or hitting

the Romeo sending you roses? Got an admirer? Did you say yes? What’s he like?

not for each

Chapter

Jocelyn was taking her love life seriously and

family is loaded. He’s a knockout, driving cars worth millions, and wearing designer labels head to toe. Tell me, is that

that. “Sure, he’s way wealthier, but

for someone in his league. Me? I’m a working class I’d barely scrape through his front door, let alone run the joint or call the shots. I’d always be second best. It might look flashy, but just thinking about the grind… Jocelyn

agreement. You’re talking sense. Those soap operas always show how rough it is to marry into wealth. And those

let’s not bother with Mr. Too Good to

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