Love Began with the First Meeting novel Chapter 304

"She's not coming with you." Eric raised his voice as he held on to Molly who was trembling at this point. He shot a menacing look at Brian as he led Molly out of the kitchen.

Eric and Molly weren't able to make it past the doorway though because Tony was blocking it.

"Move!" Eric growled. It didn't help that he was way taller than Tony too.

But Tony didn't budge,"Sorry, Mr. Eric, I only answer to Mr. Brian."

Eric was scornful,"If you still want to keep your right hand, tell him to move," he threatened Brian who remained still as a stone.

Brian could feel that Eric wasn't going to calm down anytime soon,"Eric, let go of Molly."

"And if I don't?" Eric taunted.

Brian looked at Molly,"All right, then let's just hope you can really make her come with you."

Brian signaled Tony to step aside so that Eric could leave with Molly in tow.

"Mr. Brian?" Tony bowed as soon as he saw Brian step out of the kitchen,"Are we going to send someone to follow them, at least?"

"Eric's a big boy. He can handle that." Brian responded confidently but his face said otherwise.

Suddenly, Brian's phone rang disturbing the suffocating atmosphere of the room. Brian took a quick peek at the caller ID before stepping out to answer the call.

"The results are out," Sam announced excitedly,"It works fine but there are some side effects. If you allow me more time, I can get rid of the side effects."

"How much time do you need?" Brian asked matter-of-factly.

"Three days," Sam responded after a pause.

"Okay, three days then." Brian approved, his voice still impartial. After finishing the call, he went back inside,"Please tell Vincent to keep an eye on the State Parliament."

"Yes, sir." Tony nodded solemnly.

Brian spent the morning with Becky - they had breakfast together. But he left her when he found out that Molly was to see her so-called father Rory. Molly, of course, didn't know that Rory wasn't her real father - it was actually Rory's twin brother, Justin.

Nobody knew. Everyone at this point was planning to use Molly in one way or another. Not saying that their plans will work.

Tony had a pretty good grasp of what was happening and he found himself unsure of why Brian was doing what he was doing.

Nobody knew, though, what Brian's real intention was - if he was pure in his intentions or he was just doing all of this for Molly. Recently, Brian was starting to get mixed up with the State Parliament troubles. And it wasn't exactly the smartest idea to get involved.

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Meanwhile, Eric was driving Molly home. Not long after he noticed that there were cars trailing them behind. He sneered at this.

Eric sped the car up, much to Molly's surprise. She jerked forward because he sped up out of nowhere. She, in turn, glared at Eric who only gave her a sheepish smile.

She wasn't in the mood to argue with Eric so she decided to ignore him. She realized also that she wasn't able to catch a single wink of sleep and her head was still hurting from everything that had happened. All she wanted was a good slumber, leaving everything and everyone behind.

"If you feel like sleeping, go ahead. I can wake you up when we get there." Eric offered. Molly stayed quiet. Eric kept his focus on the car trailing them.

Eventually, Molly gave in and was soon fast asleep.

When Molly woke up, she was surprised to find that she was no longer in the car but rather on a large, soft bed that was definitely not hers. She was in a room whose walls were painted a deep purple and a clean shade of white. It was furnished with the fanciest tables and the view of the sunset was stunning. She felt like she was in a dream.

Molly tried to check if she really was awake or just dreaming - she shut her eyes as hard as she could and opened them again. Wow! It was real. She thought about the villa and the soft bed in which she slept on for over a month.

Wait, hold on.

Molly opened her eyes and gave the room a quick scan - she was in the villa!

She was certain now and it wasn't a dream, that's for sure.

She peered at the furniture still refusing to believe it. She tried again - closed her eyes and then opened them again. Still, she remained in the villa. Oh my god, why would she be here in the villa?

Molly tried to recall what had happened before she fell asleep. Most likely, Eric carried her to the bed because she doesn't remember being woken up to walk to the bed. After that, what happened? She closed her eyes trying to reach back further if she could remember anything else. She remembers being woken up by a loud, crashing noise but before she was even woken up... she was in such deep sleep that she couldn't even remember being brought into the villa. All the blood had drained from Molly's face.

She hastily got off the bed and headed outside - she didn't even bother fixing herself or even just putting on shoes.

The villa was oddly quiet. Molly stood at the hallway afraid to go downstairs. The villa was so lovely that one could enjoy the sunset from inside - it gave Molly goosebumps.

Molly walked barefoot but for some reason, she couldn't enjoy the feel of the earth on her feet. It was as if she was lumped in some random alternate universe.

Something made Molly stop - she was patting herself all around her body, trying to feel for her phone. That's when Molly realized that she was in pajamas.

And it was the same pajama that she wore when she lived here - not just any pajama, her favorite one. The one decorated with flowers. She was starting to get more worried because she couldn't recall, no matter how hard she tried, changing out of her clothes and into pajamas. At this point, she just wanted her old phone, not this one that came with these pajamas. She went back to her room to try to look for her clothes from yesterday.

She was starting to get desperate now - her eyes scanned the room and finally she found it: her phone was on the bedside table.

She dashed for her phone.

This eased her anxiety a bit. She dialed Eric's number but she was clamming up, she was so anxious.

With each ring, her anxiety only grew more. She was directed to voice mail to which Molly frowned.

She decided to text him instead,"Eric, why am I in the villa? "

Eric was still able to read Molly's text - at least he knew she was safe. Then he passed out.

Molly waited around for a response but she didn't get any. Upset, she hurriedly changed out of her pajamas and into her own clothes - she was leaving the villa.

Molly was walking rather quickly. When she reached the gate, she grabbed the handle but something made her stop.

Brian was there, standing before her. He looked pale,"You're escaping?" he said harshly.