Love Began with the First Meeting

Molly stared at him silently. His face was neither cold nor soft. Instead, it looked casual. Only his thin lips under his high nose and thick black eyelashes seemed to portray his indifference.

Molly watched him sleep, and a strange feeling suddenly flashed through her mind: he was as quiet as a kid!

She quickly frowned, and sneered at such an improper comparison. Then she disapprovingly curled her lips and looked away. However, after a while, she looked at him again, and his calm and peaceful face suddenly reminded her of the warm embrace she had been in yesterday...

Her eyelashes fluttered, and slowly, her eyes turned blank and perplexed. It seemed like she had several complex emotions towards that man-- grudges, fears, annoyance, resistance, even submission... Sometimes, she even felt like he had captured her heart.

Molly tried to recall yesterday's events, but she failed to remember how she got out of the staircases. All she remembered was that warm, powerful embrace had carried her upstairs and she had managed to fall asleep. She had been extremely overwhelmed at that time and the person had felt familiar.

She thought, 'Brian, I can't understand the kind of person you are! You treated me so cruelly and then you turn into this gentle man who takes my breath away.'

She pressed her lips together, and fell into her deep thought. Another vague memory flashed through her mind; he seemed to have kissed her with furious eyes. She blinked her eyes, totally absorbed in her thoughts. Her weakness could still be seen in her eyes. When she opened her eyes again, they were met with a sharp gaze.

"Ow!"

Taken aback by his severe gaze, Molly wanted to move away from Brian but her wound ached again and her whole face twisted.

of his mouth, and said in a cold tone, "I'm surprised

another side. Feeling uncomfortable with his mockery, she murmured her retort, "Of course I can! I'm not

ears, and the smile on his face became bigger, with less indifference

asked in a sullen tone.

the coldness in his words which allowed no refusal. She pressed her lips tightly and looked away. Then she replied sulkily, "It's nothing

anymore. Tony had told him what had happened yesterday, although

'Humph, poor guy!'

be such a big cheese, but now he has to lead such a humble life! I'm curious what he thinks on

tense atmosphere. She gritted her teeth and took a quick glance at Brian, and looked away again when she met his sharp

broke the silence in the

her lips together, and felt somewhat relieved: thanks to her bending posture and her tilted head, Brian couldn't see the embarrassed look

mind, and a sly smile appeared on his face. He coldly said, "Now that

'Go back where?'

on her face. The slaps had landed not only on

she slowly replied.