Love Began with the First Meeting
Chapter 187 The Game Of Love (Part Two)

Brian suddenly gave a loud laugh. He rarely laughed, and just like what Shirley said, Brian was the kind of man who knew nothing but to put on an indifferent poker face almost every time.

But in that rare moment, he burst a good laugh. Unlike his faint smiles, his laugh was so loud and full that it could grab anyone's attention. His grin was even more attractive than the sunny ones hanging on Eric's lips. Molly felt how it captured her heart despite knowing the possibilities of danger behind it. After hearing Brian laugh, Molly's heart shrank from fear. She couldn't help but stare at the wide grin on Brian's face. She had never felt so scared, that not even the thought of seeing Brian's cold face could make her tremble that way.

She couldn't stop herself from being swallowed by fear, and she mumbled,"I... I..."

"You said I know nothing about love, right?"

Brian asked in a raised voice.

"I...," Molly replied with no other words to say.

The corner of her mouth started to twitch uncontrollably.

"Mol," Brian called out her name in a dangerous yet charming tone.

He lifted his hand and brushed her face with his fingers before they stopped on her shivering lips. He stared at her nervous face and said word for word, "Let us have a try, okay?"

His low, attractive voice sounded more graceful than the sound of Wing playing the piano. It even sounded more fascinating than Spark's violin played. Molly, who seemed to forget about the uncomfortable touch of the stairs, looked at him blankly and asked at a loss,"Try? Try what?" "Let's try and see...

whether I know about love or not. You now have the opportunity to know the answer yourself," Brian replied in a lower voice.

His face was already close to hers. As he finished those words, Molly smelt the same faint fragrance of mint coming from him that made her look even more perplexed.

He then continued, "It will be nothing more than just a game, a game where the loser...," Brian paused mid-sentence.

The sly grin on his face widened as he looked at Molly with a serene gaze. He then finished his words.

"The loser will suffer a far more, greater pain than just physical pain.

Are you okay with that? Or are you going to be afraid of it?"

After he asked the question, the grin hanging on his face suddenly froze for a second. Molly, who was lost in his words, failed to notice it.

Molly's breathing became short and difficult. She knew exactly how dangerous the man in front of her was and how short his temper could get. But at that very moment, she felt that the words coming from his mouth and the captivating expression on his face almost captured her whole heart. "Nobody knows who the loser will be.

Stop being so confident of yourself!"

Molly sneered as she tried to suppress her uncontrollable emotions. She then pulled away from Brian, who loosened his hands, and stood up from the stairs. She gazed at Brian's eyes that became deep, and said to him in a haughty tone, "I won't fall in love with you as long as you won't either. There's nothing else in this relationship but just a mere deal!"

After telling those words, Molly left Brian and went upstairs. She tried so hard not to run to make herself look calm and easy in front of him. After shutting her door, her legs fell to the ground and immediately collapsed.

She sat there panting heavily, and the sense of fear started to flood into her heart. She felt proud and lucky for being able to fight back with Brian, or she would never have the chance to set herself free from his trap.

While her heart was still pounding heavily, she closed her eyes and placed her hand on her chest as she took several deep breaths.

She then thought, 'I should never play games like that with him! If I lose, he will definitely take away everything from me and drench me with regrets!'

With a determined look on her face, she suddenly opened her eyes. She then told herself firmly, 'I will definitely leave this hell of a place someday! I will persuade mom and dad to come sooner and leave this city together!'

As she was trying to put herself back together in hopes to be freed from Brian, Brian had already gotten upstairs as well. He took a deep glance at Molly's closed door and a captivating grin on his face suddenly changed into an indifferent mockery.

He then thought, 'I am starting to feel bored and this little game might just be a good pastime.

There is nothing wrong with playing my cards differently. Besides, I might be able to get some information from Edgar.'

With that thought in mind, the look in his eyes suddenly became cold and cruel. He went to his room and took a shower, leaving the bathroom with his bathrobe on as he headed towards his study.

The wind woke as the night wore on in A City, while the withered branches of trees rustled dully in its blows.

Brian's fingers danced on the keyboard, and an innumerable string of instructions were conveyed through his fingertips.

Suddenly, a beep was heard in the room, breaking the silence therein. Brian leaned lazily against his chair and looked at the screen hanging on the wall.

After a few seconds, an invitation for a video call appeared on the screen. Brian accepted the invite when an image of a man with a crew cut and resolute look was found in the screen.

Although he wasn't as handsome as Brian, the cold indifference radiating from him was similar to him. A murderous aura could be felt upon him, a kind that would bring chills to every ordinary person who would be looking at him even from the screen. The black diamond in his ear, which was a token from the XK Intelligence Agency called as "the Soul of K", added to his fearsome look which was similar to that of a Grim Reaper.

"Mr. Brian Long!"

The man, Vincent, greeted as he bowed to Brian respectfully.

"Do you now have the data that I asked for?"

Brian asked with a shade of displeasure.

The look on Vincent's face didn't falter. "Mr. Richie Long sent his men to intervene in our moves, and we failed to follow the clues," he said, pausing in silence before giving his reply.

Brian furrowed slightly. "He seems too carefree, don't you think?"

Vincent didn't reply to his question, nor did he express any emotions on his face. "Mr. Richie Long hasn't intervened in the affairs of XK for some years."

Brian raised his eyebrows, and an indifferent arrogance appeared in his eyes.

He didn't know why Richie wanted to prevent him from investigating that thing, but a game wouldn't be interesting enough if no obstacles got in the way.