Love Began with the First Meeting novel Chapter 93

"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.

The patient, sitting 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 someone important.

"It seemed to be her !" he said to himself.

"What?" hearing the murmuring, the nurse curiously asked.

"Nothing!" the man in the wheelchair replied slightly, cleverly changing the topic. "Look, the other elevator has arrived. Let's get through on that one."

"Okay!" the nurse replied, as she pushed him inside.

Inside the elevator, Molly and Brian were still engaged in their 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 his car.

Tony was waiting for them by a long, luxury car. Seeing Brian and Molly coming, he immediately held the door open for them.

Brian roughly threw her inside and then got inside. Tony closed the door, got into the driver's seat and drove away.

Molly glowered at him and curled up in the seat, trying to get as far away from him as possible in the confined space.

The wary and distant look on her face seemed to make him even angrier. He almost felt like strangling her right in his car!

His piercing stare was like an eagle stalking its prey. Startled, Molly kept thinking about what Brian had said in the elevator.

"Come here. Sit closer to me!" Brian coldly commanded.

Molly shook her head without thinking, and even tried to move backwards, although there was no more space for her to move.

The resistance seemed to burst Brian's bubble completely into a rage. He simply reached out and pulled her close forcibly.

"Ow!" Molly cried out like a child. "Let go of me, Brian Long! Let go of Me!"

Out of curiosity, Tony peeked at them from the rear-view mirror. At this very same moment, Brian suddenly raised his head and glared at him with his beady, stark black eyes. Even Tony was frightened, and immediately withdrew his gaze, drawing up the division between the driver and passenger sides.

"Am I that scary? Why are you so afraid of me?" Brian asked aggressively, at the same time, he grasped Molly's hands and put them behind her so she couldn't resist any more.

Molly didn't answer but struggled harder and tried to fight back. Since she couldn't use her hands, she tried to kick him. However, her nerveless kicks were in vain. Instead, she was pinned down under his heavy body.

"Tell me! Why?" Brian's voice came from somewhere above her head along with his peppermint breath which blew directly on her face.

Molly bit her lips and glared at him in response. His familiar body odor that came with his breath on her face made her feel suffocated, as if there wasn't enough oxygen in the air.

"Tell you what?" Molly replied bitterly. "That yes, I am scared of you? Or say that I am not scared 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 you've lost your mind!"

Hearing what she had just said, Brian's eyes gradually turned cold like an iceberg. His stare could have frozen anyone in its path.

Molly was panting under his massive body against the seat, her hands in his grasp, 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 leave you one day! I will!"

Molly said decisively. All her fears and feelings of inferiority seemed to have vanished. There was only indifference.

Seeing how full of confidence she was, Brian was amused and haughtily told her," Molly Xia, you should know that if I want someone to die, he will die for sure. And, if I want someone to be alive, even the King of Hell won't dare take his life! So stop daydreaming about leaving me one day!"

Brian was extremely conceited as he spoke, as if he was actually the king of the world!

He squinted at Molly with his narrowed sharp eyes, stooped down and kissed her parted lips energetically. There was a glint of despair across Molly's eyes.

She lay still like she was dead, enduring everything in silence.

Brian suddenly let go of her lips. He got up, looked down carefully at her face and he could tell from the expression on her face that he was like a clown to her!

"Molly Xia, learn to deal with me!" Brian gave a snort, and coldly added," No matter how much you try, you can't run away from me if I don't let you!"

Then, he kissed her again, this time, even more violently.

What he had just said was like a curse on Molly that she couldn't break away from for the rest of her life. Later, she would try a thousand times to evade him, and would fail miserably every time, eventually giving up one day. For the rest of her life, she kept tangling with him in love and hate, and was never successful in shaking him off.

The car was moving forth steadily. Listening to the wind blowing outside of the car, Molly's whole body was trembling and her tears was falling down her face.

How could he do this to her in the car?

Thinking about all this, her body trembled harder and harder, so did her lips. Brian seemed to feel her sadness and stopped sucking at her lips. He slightly raised his head and looked down at her deeply.

Molly closed her eyes firmly but her eyelashes, her eyebrows and her lips were shivering in fear.

Brian got annoyed and let go of her, but his gaze was still fixed upon her. She was lying on the seat, unmoving, and afraid. He was so furious that he could have torn off all her clothes and made love to her fiercely just in his anger, but seeing her shiver like that somehow made him feel bad.

Did he just feel bad for her?

Brian was shocked. He actually felt bad for her!

Molly met Brian's keen dark eyes as she slowly opened her eyes. This time, she did not avoid eye contact and glared at him through a mist of tears.

Brian raised one of his hands, gently rubbed Molly's face with his slim fingers and swept her tears away. "Molly Xia, stay with me as I told you. I will be nice to you," he said in a deep voice, with his fingers stroking her face.

Molly ground her teeth and shuddered involuntarily when she felt Brian's gnarled fingers sliding down on her face.

Brian Long had lived a life of privilege but both his palms, and his index fingers were covered with thick calluses. It was a hand made for killing and its touch felt ghastly. Every touch of his hand made her feel chilly and cold.

"You won't let me go even after a month ends. Right?" Molly asked, staring at Brian. He said nothing, but his fingers froze abruptly on her face. "Then at least tell me how long I'll have to stay with you!" she continued.

Brian took back his hand, and looked straight into Molly's eyes. It seemed that there was something concealed in her eyes. But he somehow didn't want to find out what it was.

"Stay with me till I am tired of you!" Brian replied scornfully. "If you do as I said, I will help you make up for the mistake your father made years ago."

"How did you know about that?" Molly asked in surprise, staring at Brian with her popped eyes.