Love Began with the First Meeting

Brian looked keenly into Molly with his deep and attractive eyes as she sat there, with brows knitted. She was not happy at his statement that she was his girl. He somehow liked to see her sulk. He felt that it made her look lovely and amusing. Watching Molly narrow her eyes lightly and staring at him in ire, his eyes glistened in a wonderful, cunning smile. All of a sudden, he lunged forward and grabbed her in the arm, pulled her closer and kissed her fervently on her lips. Molly, completely stunned by the sudden kiss, was momentarily unable to move, then instinctively tried to scream out. However, he did not give her any chance. The second she opened her mouth, his lips caught hers and he devoured them, blocking any sound and savoring her mouth until he was satisfied and let go.

The kiss lasted long and was intense. Molly gasped slightly for a moment. Her face blushed all the way to her neck as an electric feeling rushed all over her body. Though she felt utterly abashed, she stared fiercely at Brian.

Brian paid no heed at her ire. He just got up from the bed and put on his suit. "I will be busy all day long. You don't have to wait for me for lunch. But I will come back and have dinner with you." and without another word, he walked out of the room and was gone.

It was not until the door closed behind him that Molly came out of her trance. She grumbled unwillingly and in a mild fit of rage, she buried her face into the pillow, furious at Brian's ignorance of her feeling. Then she turned over and got off from the bed. She was going to wash when her phone rang. It was a text from Aunt Shirley...

'Little Molly, no matter how difficult the road ahead might be, you must always believe that there is a beautiful twilight gleaming and waiting for you, guiding you to a happy, wonderful life!' Reading the text, Molly's heart felt warm and fuzzy with gratitude. A flash of warm light flickered in her eyes. She was happy and grateful.

was a pure gleam of gratitude. She felt very lucky to have someone who cared so much about her and

there will always be different kinds of scenery waiting for me, guiding for me to a brighter life. And I believe I will get to it when the right time

Africa. A luxury private jet was waiting for them on the tarmac. After saying farewell to the others, Shirley climbed slowly up the boarding ladder. As she reached the top of the steps, she stopped and turned around. She could see the row upon row of high-rise buildings of A city, with their shiny

no special emotion on his face. He had the same deep and esoteric eyes as Brian. Where else would Brian get it from? He knew what Shirley was holding her thoughts to. He also knew that there was no way they could turn back. "Go on!" he tried to speak over

all the time. Even as adults now, they will always be her babies. She also understood that as they grew older and began to take part in the company businesses, there would be less and less things that she could be involved in. She knew that sometimes

what if

Richie interrupted Shirley and gave her an assured look. He did not want to tell her about Molly's real identity. As for Brian, he did not want him to know either. At least for the time being. He did not want him to

one could sense how the other one is feeling or thinking. She knew that he did not want her to worry too much. And sometimes he thought it was better not to tell her so many things. Shirley, completely understanding Richie's concerns, chose to keep silent so that he wouldn't have to