The Unwilling CEO's Love Game
Chapter 41

The sky outside was a brilliant blue, and the sun was shining bright.

Golden rays poured through the glass, blanketing the two of them.

Jocelyn's fair skin was glowing, as if she was wrapped in a silvery veil, casting a different kind of allure.

Melvin has never held back his lust for her. If he wanted something, he's gotta have it.

A misty look clouded Jocelyn's eyes. She glanced back at him, unwilling to have sex here. With the current vibe tantalizing her senses, she shyly wanted to give it another whirl. Facing the river, Melvin and she painted a picture that would make anyone blush at their roots.

Jocelyn never imagined she'd ever do something so bold with a man. Looking at the fogged-up palm prints on the glass, she couldn't bear to look at that glass wall anymore.

Lying in bed after a bath, she closed her eyes and the images flooded back, which agitated her mind at the thought of it.

Now she got why some folks love to fling in cars and woods, with the sky as their blanket and the ground as their bed.

The thrill it brought was something a two-meter-wide bed just failed to deliver.

Melvin flipped the covers and slid into bed, wrapping his arms tightly around her from behind. His breath tickled her ear with satisfaction and he hugged her closer, "I'll take you out for some yummy food tonight."

Jocelyn murmured a faint response and closed her eyes.

In her dream, Jocelyn relived the afternoon's escapades. The intense sensation awakened her all of a sudden. She opened her eyes to replace Melvin's peach blossom eyes, half-asleep with a hint of mischief. "You're one to blame?" Melvin propped himself up, looking at her with a teasing grin, "You seem to have more lust than me."

Jocelyn flushed and knew her body's reactions all too well. She's got no comeback to his ribbing.

Melvin reached out to touch her face, "Need me to satisfy you?"

Jocelyn turned away, with her mind in turmoil. She tried to get up, but Melvin effortlessly pulled her back with a swift move, pinning her beneath.

"Get off," Jocelyn pushed against him.

But Melvin wasn't someone she could just push away. He gripped her wrists, leaning in close, with his gaze deep and passionate. His lips were just millimeters from hers, "Let's burn some calories, then you can eat more tonight."

When she originally woke up, it wasn't dark yet. But after their shower, the night had fully taken over.

The CBD lights were all on and the riverboats were cruising along. The river glimmered like a vibrant ribbon without any tackiness but its unique charm.

Jocelyn didn't dare to wear a skirt. In a white shirt and loose jeans, she had her long hair draped over her shoulders, covering places not hidden by her collar.

Perhaps it was Melvin's love that painted her face with a charming blush, her eyes and brows filled with the allure of a grown woman.

Melvin, in a black shirt and matching pants, looked tough and cool.

Standing next to him, Jocelyn was gentle and radiant. Melvin, who was brooding and imposing made a stark contrast.

They headed to the parking lot and Jocelyn was in the passenger seat, clueless about where Melvin was taking her.

The city was somewhat congested at this hour with many tourists, especially during holidays when locals dared not step out.

A ten-minute drive turned into thirty, and the car finally rolled into the restaurant's underground parking. As they parked, they spotted Willow wearing sunglasses followed by her assistant, stepping out of the elevator.

Jocelyn didn't expect her to be back.

To avoid a run-in, Jocelyn stayed in the car.

But Willow with sharp eyes recognized Melvin's car just passing by.

She headed straight for their car, and Jocelyn watched indifferently as Willow tapped on the window.

Melvin opened the car door right away, "Are you leaving?"

"Just got here?" When spotting Jocelyn in the passenger seat, Willow soured her mood, yet she put on a show for Melvin, "When did Jocelyn get back?"

Jocelyn politely responded, "Early this morning."

Willow forced a smile and turned her attention back to Melvin, "Mind if we grab another drink?"

"Weren't you on your way out? Why drink more?"

"Well, I bump into you, do I? Am I destroying your date?" Willow chuckled lightly, "Jocelyn isn't that petty, is she?"

Jocelyn didn't want to get out, but staying in the car might make Willow underestimate her courage.

She opened the door and stood by Melvin, not clinging or holding him. Jocelyn just flipped her hair, revealing a love bite that was crystal clear to Willow. Anyone with eyes could tell this fresh kiss mark.

Willow felt a lump in her throat.

They seemed to never restrain their lusts.

"I'm cool with it," Jocelyn shrugged nonchalantly.

Willow looked at Melvin.

At the sight of Jocelyn's indifference, he said, "Let's go."

Willow told her assistant to wait outside, and the three entered the private room.

Invited by Melvin to order the dishes, Jocelyn looked over the menu and suddenly exclaimed with joy, "Look, they have a couples' special. Let's get that." "Do as you please," he said, indulging her.

Jocelyn told the waiter, "One couples' special, please," and then handed the menu to Willow, "Help yourself."

Seeing what she ordered, Willow turned irritated. Actually, at the sight of Jocelyn, she hadn't felt right.

As a woman knowing each other, Willow definitely understood Jocelyn's intention.

"Actually, I just ate. If I hadn't run into you, I'd be on my way back," Willow put down the menu, "I'll pass on the food, just chat with you," she said to Melvin.

Willow poured the water and started talking business with Melvin, while Jocelyn got no word in.

She sat there all chill, just listening to Willow yak away at Melvin. The two of them seemed to be getting along like a house on fire.

After a bit, the server brought in their meal.

They had quite a spread for the two of them-two steaks and a couple of desserts to boot.

The red wine was already breathing, and the server brought over a pair of glasses.

Honestly, the server found the trio at the table a little odd. He also couldn't help but wonder if Willow felt embarrassed like a third wheel sitting there with the couple.

"The steak here is top-notch and has been flown in fresh every morning," Willow shifted the focus to the food on the table. "I remember you're not big on sweets. How about I take that off your hands?" With that, she swiped the untouched dessert from in front of Melvin.

Jocelyn felt a twinge of annoyance, glancing at Melvin. However, he didn't seem to mind, because he wasn't into desserts.

"Got any plans tonight? Maybe we should hit up Zephyr and Yannick and hang out," Willow munched on the dessert, eyeing Melvin's wine glass, about to grab it.

But before her hand could touch the glass, it was whisked away.

Willow gave Jocelyn a slight frown.

Jocelyn offered her untouched glass to Willow, "Here, I haven't touched mine; it's all yours."

Willow twitched her lips and replied, "No thanks. I'll stick to water."

Jocelyn smirked, sipping her wine before offering the glass to Melvin, "You know you can't drive if you drink this."

Jocelyn's trick was crystal clear to Melvin, but he didn't say a word.