Love Began with the First Meeting

His question unnerved Molly, who glared at him with a little anger before looking at something else. Affectionately, he whispered in her ear as he glanced at the man sitting near the edge of the wheel. He quipped, "Don't worry. The good play is coming soon."

A tingle spread over her neck as she felt Brian's hot breath. She frowned at the discomfort. At the same time, his words baffled her.

There was no more time to figure out his puzzling words as the next controlling player took his position. Molly was taken aback as Brian should have the mood to kiss her on her cheek at this moment. After the kiss, he tossed chips on numbers without even looking at the spinning wheel. When the wheel stopped spinning, and the balls fell on the numbered slots, he lost his bet. Spectators began to speculate about Brian and guessed he was a very rich man. He was either extremely wealthy that losing meant nothing, or he was losing it for the pretty girl beside him.

"Be serious if you're going to play!" Molly admonished him. She pushed Brian slightly out of embarrassment due to the earlier kiss in public. Realizing what she did, she felt a blush crept into her cheeks and cast him a furtive glance.

Molly's flustered look, like a girl just in love, made Brian smile and admit to himself that he found this expression quite attractive. Following her advice, he adjusted his position and sat up. Different from the intimate look he just gave Molly, he now wore an aloof expression as if to scare people away.

After a few more rounds, the last man took his turn as the controlling player. This player was in his twenties and sat nearest to the wheel. There was a slightly evil smile on his lips, which the crowd found difficult to ignore. He always looked down. On closer look, a scar on the right corner of his eye was visible. Otherwise, the flaw was hardly noticeable.

tempting was the fact that it

last play of the day. If the controlling player didn't win five consecutive times, they would have to wait another day for a showdown. Every player seated at the table had his agenda, and each hoped to win five times in a row. But this success rate was quite

He threw Brian a glance and kept staring at Molly, completely disregarding what everyone in the

who suddenly frowned to show his displeasure over the guy's behavior. Then Brian glared at him with sharp eyes. But the threatening scowl had no effect on the man who continued

together into a slight pout. Then she turned her attention on Brian. What she saw in his eyes shocked her. Brian was so furious that his eyes looked ready to kill the man. She, more than anyone,

"Bri…" Molly murmured.

name on her lips had a calming effect on Brian, who gradually eased out of his irritation so he pat on

towards him before flinging the steel balls to the wheel. The clanging sounds shattered the tense atmosphere and the dealer reminded players to place their bets.

players and spectators alike, looked anxiously at the wheel. As the balls began jumping from one slot to another, players placed their bets. Brian observed the wheel's spinning motion and the direction

of the result. No one's eyes left the balls until they finally landed in their respective slots. When the wheel stopped spinning, everyone in the room was shocked at the

for having won four times in a row. One was Brian, and the other was the man across the table. But Brian lost earlier and as a result, forfeited the chance to play one-on-one. The man, however, won because the entire table lost, and even Brian just guessed two numbers correctly. Everyone looked at the wheel again and saw the three numbers 6, 27, 00, which were the same numbers that