Love Began with the First Meeting novel Chapter 114

He stood there quietly, watching them. Then he sighed deeply after their figures were out of sight.

"Why does she deserve all this? Why does Mr. Long care for her so much?" Lucy asked in a weird voice. She was so jealous of Molly. She didn't think Molly was good enough to deserve the care of Mr. Long. She thought that she herself was better than Molly.

John turned around and looked at her with his eyes warning her of watching her mouth. "Why are you here so late? Go to sleep!" he said coldly.

"The noise woke me up. All the house can't sleep since this woman came here," Lucy responded quickly. She rolled her eyes and sulked.

Hearing what she said, John took a quick glance at her, and ordered in a colder voice,"It's none of your business. Don't be a fool. Go to sleep now." Giving her a cold stare, he entered the house.

Lucy kept standing there like a fool, giving a black look at the room where Molly lived and now the light was on. Lucy could catch a glimpse of Brian walking in the room. She was filled with a lot of hate.

Brian put Molly in her bed and intended to get up. Suddenly, he realized that she was gripping his clothes tightly, so he frowned and tried his best to move away from her hands. But the more he moved, the tighter she gripped.

"Don't...." Molly mumbled in a low and vague voice. "Please don't leave me.... Don't...."

Brian stopped moving. He bent down and gazed at Molly whose eyes were full of tears and eyebrows were frowned together. He had never seen her so pained and afraid like this even when he had treated her cruelly. Sometimes she was in despair but her face had never been marked with suffering.

He had no idea about what kind of suffering claustrophobia was, but he knew it would be very painful because she was so..... It was killing him to look at her like this!

Damn it!

All of a sudden, he freaked out. The rage drove his eyes darker when he stared at Molly calmly. He hated the feeling he got from Molly.

Molly gripped his clothes harder as if she felt the anger inside of him, and murmured with difficult breathing,"Don't leave me.... Brian.... Please don't leave me.... Bri, don't...."

Brian intended to push her away, but as soon as he heard her words, every muscle in his body failed to move. His eyes were captivated by Molly who kept mumbling with great terror. He sighed, sounding relieved. She was calling him, not Edgar. She was begging him not to leave her!

Bri?

His eyes delved deeper and darker and his lips formed into a faint smile with its corners curved slightly higher. All of a sudden, he bent down and put his hands all around Molly's waist when he heard "Bri" again coming out of her mouth. The next minute, his cold mouth met her shivering hot lips.

Instead of taking further action, he just closed his eyes and put his mouth over her mouth, feeling the softness of her lips.

Oddly enough, just a gentle touch did calm her down slowly. After a while, she loosened her grip on Brian's clothes.

A mixed musky scent of a man and a woman struck their noses. Brian's heart started to race, and his cheeky face was suddenly full of lust, wanting to lie down on the woman's body. It had hardly been one day since he had ravished her, but he had a sexual reaction again when he saw her deep in sleep and having a nightmare.

Brian slowly opened his eyes and left her lips. Staring at her silently, he fixed her hair that had fallen over her eyes with his long and thin fingers. His eyes were totally captivated by her face as if he wanted to see through her soul.