Love Began with the First Meeting

The dress wrapped her plump breasts just right, cleavage partly hidden. The tight-waisted design emphasized a beautiful spread-out of her hemline. To complete the look, she had chosen a burgundy belt, buckled into a butterfly knot. The belt complemented her burgundy stilettos, decorated with butterfly knots at the counter.

She wore her long straight hair in a relaxed bun and had a black butterfly earring in her left ear. She chose slight make-up, different from the typical woman in parties who would sure arrive in excessive make-up. Her make-up was almost invisible, but she looked gorgeous. The light-yellow lip gloss and her clear eyes matched nicely, making it difficult for others to take eyes off her even for just a moment.

The admiration in Eric's eyes was unmistakable. He saw Molly as an angel falling through the sky at dawn, after a cloudy starless night, who attempted to go out of darkness while clinging to the different temptation brought by darkness. Her radiance was like bright morning light shining through the gloomy, grey sky of his heart. And Eric's attraction looked even deeper. He peeked into her soul, to the wonderful person Molly was inside.

Eric stared at Molly in such a way that she felt nervous. She puckered her lips and asked,"Well, looking terrible?"

Eric smiled extremely evilly and attractively. He slightly looked up and said,"You are going to be the most beautiful black swan at the party!"

'You will also be a black swan that can beat on certain nerve deep in somebody's heart!'

Eric thought, with a naughty smile.

that Brian told him to pick Molly up. Eric refused him outright before Molly could even say a word. Without hesitation, he took an overcoat for Molly and grabbed her by the hand and walked her out of the villa. Without a word, he

found a

what he heard. He only put in a few dispassionate words and hung up.

concern when she saw the

who sat in front of him. Weston had said something to which Wing

sighed slightly and said,"Wing is careful. Overcautious I'd say. She fears what might happen to Weston

recalled how years ago when they were still in T City, at the Grand Kindergarten, Wing and Weston had fought in

about the incident, a big hand rested on her shoulder, followed by an embrace into familiar arms. Shirley raised her head and looked up at Richie, whose eyes were as deep as the sea. His lips had

sensible since she was a child. She has a sense of propriety. She knows exactly what she is doing!" Richie's words were full of love for his daughter. He looked with his deep eyes at Wing, who kept smiling and laughing before his eyes. He could not feel more sorry

far as he could remember, there was only one time when Wing got self-willed. That was when she got to know her own identity and Shirley was going to leave her. She refused to take medication. She cried days on end, inconsolable.

on his chest but deep inside his heart and soul. How he wished he could turn back the clock, undo all the wrongs and correct all the missteps. The feeling of guilt burnt his guts slowly yet so badly that eventually there was nothing left but a shell of a person. All that Richie could do now was to own up to his mistakes, charge it to the game