Love Began with the First Meeting

Molly stopped reacting to Brian's movements and uncontrollably, tears came out of her eyes and then dropped onto the desk. Even though her eyes were misty, she could see that photo of Becky smiling at her. Suddenly, a wry smile outlined on her face.

Some thoughts might have run through her mind the moment she saw the photo, but at this moment, what else could she probably think of?

All that was running through her mind was how misery had kept her company. Perhaps it would have been better if she hadn't been born in this world at all, if it meant that she would just live this miserable, wretched life. Even if she tried her best and worked very hard, it seemed that luck had always avoided her and that there was no escape from this tragic fate!

Her fate was cursed. She was not bound to enjoy life and have freedom. Her life had to be lived obeying other people's savage orders. Could it get any worse than this?

Cursing her life in her head, Molly let out a short scornful laugh. When Brian noticed Molly laughing, his eyebrows furrowed and his face looked annoyed. He had felt a bit of remorse just a while before, but when he saw how she was reacting, that remorse turned into fury. He buried his face in her neck and kissed her wildly. Rudely and uninhibitedly, he started to make love to her.

What he was doing to her had nothing to do with love or affection, nor was it a manifestation of his emotions. Surprisingly, he enjoyed great sexual pleasure with Molly. When he felt that his manhood was tightly wrapped, extreme excitement consumed him and he had an orgasm. He remembered that he had the same experience with Molly some time ago.

He was tipsy that night and mistook Molly for Becky. But at this moment, he was well aware that she wasn't Becky!

Suddenly Brian stopped his movements and paused for a moment. Then, without saying anything, he withdrew his manhood and some liquid discharge came out of Molly's private part. He indignantly gazed at Molly who looked pitiful and exhausted. He then said coldly," Don't ever try to negotiate with me!" After that, he pulled Molly up who was adjusting her clothes, and then shoved her harshly out of his study.

Molly fell down to the ground and was in great pain. She also felt exasperated, embarrassed and pitiful all at the same time. Brian slammed the door of the study room with a bang as soon as she was out. Molly poorly burst into tears but she tried hard not to cry out loud. A bitter smile was across her face as tears incessantly kept rolling down her face like pearls.

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At the underground fight arena of A City, Tyler pressed his arms against the fence and leisurely watched the fighting match held inside the ring. A smile slowly spread across his face when he saw that the fighters were covered with bruises and bloodstains. His eyes also gradually lit up every time the action became intense as he was fanatical about the bloody battle.

The crowd kept cheering and screaming while watching the match. Everyone seemed to be so thrilled about the bloody scene that they couldn't restrain their feelings.

When a fighter fell down to the ground on the fight field, a short man, wearing a peaked cap, walked up to Tyler hurriedly and whispered," Tyler, she hasn't come out of the villa for several days..."

had just talked to him, Tyler just kept

he saw that the fighter was unable to stand up again after falling down. Silently, he walked

peaked cap, followed him out of the fight arena. It was strangely quiet outside, which made

lure her out of the

villa. There are no special security facilities of

He cast a glance at the man, sneered and continued," Mr. Shen always tries to avoid any confrontation with Brian. No one dares to

even shivered with

I've heard that Brian has been treating Molly well. I'm guessing that Molly must be

not make her your woman and then

the man, with

*

arms around her legs and buried her

A pitiful, muffled groan came out of Molly as she was having a dream. Her face was all puckered-up while her brows

"No... I'm not...

go of me...

No, I don't..."

on uttering such incoherent

that moment. She seemed to be explaining something to somebody in panic, but the one to whom she was talking in her dream, wasn't listening to her

gritted her teeth while saying something. The words uttered in her sleep made the quiet night horrifying.

He slightly frowned at the sound and glanced around, looking calm yet indifferent. At last, he slowly went downstairs.

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