Love Began with the First Meeting

"You're going to pay for this someday!" A hoarse, infuriated voice left her throat and she gnashed her teeth. Were it not for her instincts, she would have fallen down as the hand that was stopping her falling was already frozen.

"Well... I'm looking forward to that day." With a quick, easy movement, Brian drew Molly closer and before she could react, violently thrust his lips against hers.

"Ummm..."

Was all she could muster as she resisted his move by locking her teeth together and pushed him on the chest. But however hard she tried, she felt that her strength was simply negligible as compared to Brian's

Who, ignoring her efforts, simply drew her even closer and started biting, sucking, and tasting her cold lips until finally, they both felt blood!

Molly was desperately trying to run away from this bloody confrontation, but she couldn't. She made another effort to push Brian away, and this time, he let her go.

A pale face, and her lips painted scarlet by her blood, made Brian smile.

It was humiliating. Molly couldn't bear it anymore and without a second thought, one of her hands went straight for Brian.

"Ahh!"

She cried out in pain as she fell down. Her dignity and pride were crushed.

Before she had reached Brian's cheeks, he had deftly blocked the blow with one hand and the resulting reaction had thrown her onto the ground.

That. Again. Understand?" Brian uttered every word in a steely cold voice, as

even though she wasn't, were remarkable. Instead of picking herself up, she simply turned towards him and somberly responded," I don't... I just don't.... But

Brian smiled. "Good girl."

Gradually it got brighter. Maybe she had suffered so much pain and misery that she could no longer cry and a smile seemed

old and the cold current made the entire

lay on the bed; sleepy, dizzy, and murmuring unconsciously. She was sniffing slightly and her body, which was quivering from time to time, was

up anymore, as if her panic and fear had left her with everlasting

fell around her forehead and, surprisingly, his indifferent face was

poor she had seemed then! Slowly, a hint of tenderness and warmth took over

face amused him. Even in her frightened state, she managed to glare at him with those clear, beautiful eyes like a little girl who

icy cheeks, his fingers stopped at her rosy lips where they caressed them as they shivered, as

forehead softly and whispered," Hope

now carried excitement and shrewdness, much like the eyes

*

Island, Eric was relaxing on the couch in his room, his legs crossed comfortably. Holding a glass of wine in one hand, he gazed into the darkness outside

sound interrupted his moment of solitude. He picked up

have located Miss Yan!" Lenny reported in her cold, sexy voice. "Should

don't think so," he