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.

How could

Willow might hear?

looking for you. You weren’t there. You drank so much tonight, and I’m worried,”

without another word and turned off

couch, then cupped Jocelyn’s face,

put her hands against his chest, pushing him away, “What’s

ditched me.” Melvin’s fingers gently traced her swollen lips, a hint

so bluntly made her

her mind in turmoil but still clinging to some semblance of sanity. “But you and

first.” Melvin held her face, their foreheads touching,

easily

just words of passion meant to release

took the chance to push her luck.

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

don’t want you to see her.”

contract with my company,” Melvin’s hands were already exploring her waist,

was like a branding iron, scorching her skin,

her wits amid his teasing. “But

swallowed, his kisses trailing to the corner of her lips, licking gently,

of desire, enduring his seduction, her inner turmoil

this way, wouldn’t all her previous efforts be in vain? Everything would just

was relentless, and Jocelyn was never his match. Torn between resistance and

him.

heart was still with

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

mingled, causing flushed faces and racing hearts. The hotel bed was sturdy but still uttered cautious,

thirst, but there was a desperation to fill the void in

towering palm trees outside revealed their

greedily savoring the

how addicted he was to her.

was the kind of addiction that tormented him when he didn’t touch her, and once he did, he couldn’t stop, as if

weeks was finally being

comfortably and contentedly, closing his

buzzed twice. Melvin’s eyes shot open. It was a

thought of the 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,

there, would sparks have flown between them? Would she

darkened