Love Began with the First Meeting

Brian looked down at Molly, after glancing into her inquiring eyes.

"After we get over with this entire scene, I will let go of you," Brian said in a rather cold tone.

As her eyes flashed with overpowering sadness, Molly dropped her head almost immediately to conceal her feeling. She nodded slightly, to avoid overreacting and pouring out her feelings.

Unable to sense what she was feeling as Molly's face devoid of expression, Brian felt the pangs of disappointment. He turned over to stay on top of her, studying her with his eagle-like gaze. "So Finally, huh? Finally you can leave. You must be feeling excited and zealous right about now, right?" he asked in a tone coated with sarcasm.

Molly looked up at him with her eyes glistening with tears she tried to hold in. Yet there was sense of sadness to be seen. She watched his handsome face in silence, just embracing his tempting smell. She fluttered her long eyelashes, as she grew determined not to answer him simply because she couldn't and didn't want to either.

'Right, after all this time I can finally run away from him. I am supposed to be relieved and happy. So why do I feel so sad instead?' Molly thought to herself.

He was the wrong match for her from the very beginning, she knew she shouldn't fall in love with him, because he was always way too good to her. His perfection, attitude and appearance made it evident enough that he was from another class, a world that was beyond her reach. Their relationship couldn't go anywhere as he was out of her league. Molly knew the truth and had accepted it, but even then she couldn't help feeling depressed.

all that well. In fact, he always hurt her and then did something to make it up to her. She always romanticized all that he did for her and forgot all

face to the side in a bid to look away from the man she loved so very dearly. After all this, maybe leaving Brian was a good choice for her. In that case, maybe her life would

seeing her

all set to return soon. He couldn't let Molly live in the mansion anymore. Irrespective of his feelings for Molly and the other women around him, Brian knew that Becky

his wife. It was almost like a bid of self-hypnosis. Yet anger welled up in his heart when he sensed the sadness

eyes and not respond. She was now too weak

and felt safe and protected when he was around. But it was more than just that. Now before she could realize, Molly grew so attached to him that she was reluctant to leave

frowned as he watched her lips trembling. He leaned down and now his lips touched hers ever so slightly. "You stupid girl, you really thought you could evade my question, because you can't

squeezed her eyes closed harder. She was kind of happy right then that she couldn't speak, so now she could just remain silent for everything he said. And Brian couldn't

pushed himself up and frowned when he saw the wet pillow. He stared at the