The Unwilling CEO's Love Game novel Chapter 60

Jocelyn thought he would make a big deal out of this.

When the elevator door opened, Melvin scooped her up and carried her straight into the apartment.

He gently placed her on the sofa, looming over her with those peach-blossom eyes full of deep affection and visible desire.

Jocelyn clutched at his shirt, still trying to catch her breath.

"What about you?" Jocelyn wanted an explanation too.

Melvin ran his fingers through her hair, weaving them into her soft, smooth locks, "What about me?"

"You didn't even tell me you were back. Did you do that on purpose?"

"Yep," Melvin didn't beat around the bush, "I wanted to see if you cared at all. Clearly, you don't."

With that, his other hand moved to her collar and then rested on her chest. With heavy breath he said, "Heart's still beating, so why can't I feel that you care about me?"

Jocelyn was spellbound by his tempting and seductive behavior now.

She swallowed hard, with her chest rising and falling, and felt the warmth from his palm seeping into her heart and making it race.

She loved this man, for better or worse. Everything seemed insignificant when he was with her.

"I didn't expect things to end up like that." Jocelyn thought the netizens would just have a laugh at the video and move on, never expecting them to comment the way they did.

If their roles were reversed and he was caught hugging Willow, with everyone saying they were a good match, she'd be just as livid.

Even their usual closeness made her green with envy.

"You like him?"

Jocelyn shook her head quickly.

Her answer made Melvin's mood lightened a bit, who came to kiss her lips and warn in a low voice, "Don't get close to other men; you're mine."

Jocelyn melted right there.

Maybe she was scared by him, or perhaps she felt guilty.

"You’d better not get close to Willow either." She was jealous too.

"I'll try."

After saying that, Melvin kissed her lips again, passionately and tenderly, channeling all his pent-up emotions into her, as if tying to seek retribution.

Jocelyn surrendered to the pleasure he gave her; she was just that weak-willed.

Just one sweet treat from him, and she'd forget all the previous bitterness.

They lost themselves in each other, oblivious to time and to the continuously vibrating and lighting-up screen on the floor.

In the middle of the night, Jocelyn lay on top of Melvin, taking deep breaths and kissing his shoulder. Melvin responded by kissing her forehead.

The city lights filtered through the curtains, wrapping them in a gossamer veil of silver.

A thin blanket lay over Jocelyn's waist; her delicate, fair back seemed more enticing in the dim light.

"What were you doing with Quinta in the hospital back then?" Melvin thought about the medical report he saw during the day, assuming that she went to the gynecologist; that’s why he didn’t intend to be rough earlier, instead quite restrained, but her eager responsiveness eventually made him give it his all.

Jocelyn was a bit tired, her eyes closed, "She came for a check-up."

"Hmm?"

"Do you know any fertility specialists with a high success rate for IVF?" Jocelyn knew IVF could be painful, and not everyone would succeed on the first try despite the money spent. Not to mention it was tough on people. She didn't want Quinta to suffer too much.

Even if it was painful, once would be enough.

"I do," Melvin caressed her back.

Jocelyn looked up, her cheeks flushed and eyes sultry, "Could you introduce us?"

"Sure." Melvin's gaze suddenly changed, "Shouldn't you thank me for that?"

"Thank you."

"Just orally?"

"Mhm."