Love Began with the First Meeting

"If I help you, you'll have to make up for it when we get inside the car." His delicate fingers moved across her cheek and towards her chin, which he lifted up and stole glance at. Her breath blew on his own. "Why do you look so surprised?" he asked gently, but with an evil smile.

It took her a while to calm down her fury, then she replied," Brian, why do you always insult me? Does it make you happy to see me suffer?"

"You think I am insulting you?" he asked, his evil smile suddenly vanishing. "You really think everything I do is an insult?"

Overcoming her terror, Molly steeled her nerves, clenched her hands, and looked straight into Brian's eyes, which were burning with fury. "Yes, I do! So tell me! Why do you have to humiliate me like that? I may be a humble girl from a lowly family, but I am a human being and I deserve respect too!"

As she spoke, tears built up in her eyes, which she tried to hold down. She didn't want anybody's pity, especially not Brian's. Although, it was clear that he would never pity her, she just couldn't control herself anymore. She was totally exhausted, mentally and physically.

"When you have a father who's addicted to gambling, you don't have any dignity left!" Brian coldly replied. He was staring at her with a haughty smile, and his heart twisted into a dance when he saw the thin, weak girl in front of him try to pretend to be strong.

He hated how she was increasingly able to stir up his feelings. Even Becky couldn't have affected him like that but Molly... She could easily make him happy or sad.

She bowed her head and chuckled.

"What are you laughing at?" Brian sneered.

Molly looked up at him with tears in her eyes, and replied angrily," I am laughing at myself… Me... a disgraceful sex-toy fighting for respect.How ridiculous!"

Brian squinted his dark eyes and stared at Molly. For some reason, his heart grew anxious.

For him, he could look down upon Molly if he wanted, but she wasn't allowed to think little of herself!

Ding!

The elevator stopped, and the door slowly opened. Brian did not move even as Molly stood behind him, blocked by his tall body.

Outside, a nurse was about to push a patient inside in a wheelchair, but Brian's murderous looks stopped her in her path.

Whoonk! The door closed again. The nurse outside relaxed and took a deep breath, as she tried to compose herself.

in silence in the wheelchair, was able to catch a glimpse of Molly, as she had moved slightly as the door was closing. Furrowing his eyebrows, he started thinking of something. Molly's face reminded him of

to be her !" he

murmuring, the nurse curiously

changing the topic. "Look, the other elevator has

nurse replied, as she

standoff. When it arrived at the underground parking garage and the door opened, neither of them moved. When the door was about to close, Brian blocked it, and dragged her outside towards

was waiting for them by a long, luxury car. Seeing Brian

closed the door, got

trying to get as

even angrier. He almost felt like strangling her right in

prey. Startled, Molly

Sit closer to me!" Brian coldly commanded.

backwards, although there was no more space for her to move.

seemed to burst Brian's bubble completely into a rage. He simply reached out

a child. "Let go of me,

raised his head and glared at him with

the same time, he grasped Molly's hands and put them behind

back. Since she couldn't use her hands, she tried to kick him. However, her nerveless kicks were in

came from somewhere above her head along with his peppermint breath which blew directly

that came with his breath on her face made

of you? What is it that you want to hear? No matter what I say, you'll do whatever the hell you want! Am I right, Brian? You're a pervert and

turned cold like an iceberg. His stare could have frozen anyone in

and her legs between his. She had given up fighting because she had realized that it was useless to confront him directly. "Brian Long, I will

and feelings of inferiority seemed to have vanished. There

should know that if I want someone to die, he will die for sure. And, if I want

as he spoke, as if

eyes, stooped down and kissed her parted lips energetically. There was

lay still like she was dead, enduring everything

her lips. He got up, looked down carefully at her face and he could tell from the