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Love Began with the First Meeting novel Chapter 298

She was annoyed that she could see through her like that. They were quite close to each other now. Molly could even feel his warm breath when he spoke. He was dangerous. She could feel it, too. She wanted to retreat, to add the space between them, but her back was against the wall. There was no place to go.

"Molly, you were so close to me once. And the confession in the snow that night… am I really a stranger to you?" Brian said slowly. His fingers caressed her cheek, but it was different with her. Her skin was tougher than Becky's. He wasn't sure it was that unpleasant. In fact, he kind of liked it.

He was teasing her, at least that was what Molly thought. Her heart throbbed in sorrow. She raised her hand and pushed against Brian's chest, trying to move him further away. She was too weak to do this, though. He resisted, and she relented.

Molly gritted her teeth and breathed heavily. She stared at Brian with hate in her eyes and then took out her phone. "What on earth do you want?" she typed.

"What if… I don't want to be a stranger to you?" Brian's black eyes grew darker and sharper. Somehow, it made him even more attractive. Many girls would love to lose themselves in those eyes.

Molly frowned tightly upon hearing his words. She couldn't hide her anger anymore. "Come off it, Brian! You were the one who cut me loose. Now what do you want? And don't forget: Becky's back. Aren't you afraid she'll be sad if she finds out about us? Wouldn't cheating on her be kind of low?" She typed all these lines nonstop.

When he read what she wrote a rage rose in him. What was she saying? Low? Nothing he did was low!

He lifted his gaze suddenly, and shot a sharp glare at Molly with his eagle eyes. He was so angry that he even ignored the fact she referred to Becky. Instead, he went on a rampage because she described their relationship as "low."

Molly could even feel Brian's burning rage. The door opened and closed over and over again because neither of them pressed the button to select a floor. This elevator only stopped at several certain floors and nobody would take this elevator apart from Jason, Tony and Brian.

They stared at each other angrily. Finally, Molly couldn't stand it anymore. She lowered her eyes and typed on her phone. "It's late now. I need to go!"

"In a hurry? Hm?" She could tell he was mocking her. In his rage, Brian decided to lash out. He stared at Molly with his sharp eyes and continued,"because someone's waiting for you outside the casino, right? Molly opened her eyes wide in surprise.

'How could he know? Is he spying on me?' She looked at Brian with uncaring eyes and finally realized what he meant. "I have my freedom, Brian," she wrote.

"That depends on me! You stay or go if I allow it." Brian said in a domineering tone. He was just about lost it, but then he gathered his wits. He realized that Edgar might be responsible for her defiance. Plus, what happened in the restaurant made him angrier. He almost lost his head completely because of two men, Eric and Edgar.

Only one day of freedom, and she was so desperate for a boyfriend that she threw herself at the first guy who came along. Eric, Edgar...

And this just rekindled Brian's rage. A cold smile cracked his face. After seeing what she typed, he said slowly,"Do you know what I think?"

Just then, Brian reached out and caught her jaw suddenly before she could even stop him. He raised her face a bit and kissed her lips forcefully…

Every fiber of her being told her to run. She desperately wanted to, but there was nowhere to go, no way out. She felt so sorrowful and humiliated when Brian kissed her. Her eyes turned red and burned.

Brian fixed his eyes on Molly while he kissed her. But his heart shrank when he saw her eyes full of sorrow. His heart hurt. But soon, his hurt was replaced by rage when he saw her mortified expression.

Molly closed her eyes, in desperation, grief and sorrow. Tears rolled down through her cheeks, reaching their mouths. Eventually, both of them tasted the bitter result of Brian's lust.

Molly endured it silently. She could not speak, nor could she defend herself. There was no way out, and so she simply had to submit to what Brian wanted. She actually began to enjoy it/ God help her. She liked the smell from his body, and even the slight mint taste from his domineering lips.

Suddenly, Brian eased off, his lips still kissing her, but more gently He looked at Molly who wept silently. There was a complicated feeling in his heart. Right now, his heart also beat heavily as her tears flowed. He felt suffocated.

Molly did not move but merely stood with her back against the wall. Her heart grew even more bitter and sorrowful. She did not why she had such an obsession with Brian since it would be humiliating if anything happened. She tried to distance herself from him. And she was doing quite well. But now, she was a complete joke, drunk on his kiss.

Brian let go of her lips soft and slow. He still stood closer to her, observing Molly who was standing still and tearing up with shivering lips. His heart hurt even more. He frowned heavily all of a sudden and felt upset and confused. He was out of sorts.

Suddenly, he moved away and closed his eyes at the same time. When he reopened, he said coldly,"You want to be a stranger, but you like my kisses... You're a complicated woman, Molly."

He teased her with a low voice. The teasing brought her back to her senses. She bit her lip and opened her eyes. She mocked herself for being like this. She clutched her phone even tighter. Then she stood up straight, set her jaw, and walked toward the outside, trying to master her shivering body.

Brian watched her silently. But when she was about to step out of the elevator, he caught her by the wrist again and said,"I'll drive you home!"

Molly turned on her heel and stared at Brian fiercely. She broke free of Brian's grip, and stared at him, teeth gritted. Not too long afterward, she left the elevator and headed toward the stairs. 

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