Love Began with the First Meeting
Chapter 671 The Love Poison

Even if two people in love can't see each other, their deep desires for one another rooted in their bodies will bring them back to familiarity. By uniting themselves together in all ways possible, they can experience utmost satisfaction. Molly's head was throbbing and a dull, dizzying sensation pounded in her ears. The heavy amount of alcohol she imbibed was taking its effect.

Her eyes were seeing double and her legs were wobbly as she tried to walk straight, which was not very straight for a drunk person. She tried to swipe the card on the door sensor a few times but it didn't work. The delayed effects of the alcohol were getting stronger. She felt sick, shut her eyes and shook her head. When she opened them again her vision was only getting blurrier. She was bound to fall any minute from her drunken stupor.

Meanwhile, behind Molly, Brian's brows knitted closer and his teeth clenched as he fought against the sudden strange, hot sensation heating up the insides of his body. He seemed to lose strength all of a sudden so he hastily braced his arms on the wall to support himself and prevent his body from collapsing. The hot feeling in his body wasn't subsiding anytime soon. He panted heavily as his eyes filled with the fiery flames of desire. He tilted his head up slightly to look at Molly, who was wearing a nicely cut blue dress and white mask in front of him. He relaxed a bit and felt a little relieved.

He knew that he had been given some sort of poisonous substance, which was not supposed to have such a strong effect on him as he had trained for this prior to becoming the leader of XK Intelligence Agency. His breaths were labored and beads of sweat formed on the temples of his face. However, when he saw Mol's figure before him he felt his control slip away and he couldn't contain the raging desire inside him anymore. He felt so lucky all of a sudden at that moment. The girl he had been missing all this time but had no contact with whatsoever was just right in front of him.

Brian's breaths got heavier and his vision got a bit cloudier. With gritted teeth he trudged towards Molly with his increasingly weak body.

Meanwhile, after a few more tries of swiping the key card Molly heard the satisfying beeping sound and the door finally unlocked. She felt even more light-headed than possible as she struggled to maintain her balance. The alcohol was taking its toll and she was losing her mind. She wobbled and entered the room. Just as her slender hand touched the heavy wood of the door and was about to close it, someone barged in and then closed the door shut. Before she could even react, her back was pressed against the door in one swift motion. After the sound of the door being shut hot lips crashed against hers and tangled in a strong passionate kiss.

"Mmmph..." Molly's eyes widened like little saucers in horror and her mind sobered up a little. She was dumbfounded by the sudden attack on her lips that she even forgot how to react. With great panic she began to struggle and resist. "Hmm.. Hmmmmphh..." "Mol..." Brian's low and hoarse voice spoke with heavy breaths.

Molly felt her head explode after hearing her name and looked at the person in front of her. However, she couldn't make out anything or even see clearly with the effects of alcohol clouding her vision and only a single, dim light illuminating the room. However, her panic and fear slowly subsided when she realized that the person's breath carried a familiar scent and taste of mint.

Her vision went red in a flash, but the two expensive and beautifully adorned masks covered any emotion she displayed on her pretty face. Soon, they tumbled onto the bed.

The faint yellow light from the wall lamp near the bed lit the room softly and lent the room an air of passion and lust. A pair of pants and some underwear were soon thrown on the floor and hands explored bodies in sensuous touches.

Molly felt her body shattering into pieces as the dull pain in her head throbbed even more. The effects of the alcohol slowly wore off as they continued moving their bodies in rhythm, the delicious friction hitting both of them in the most pleasurable spots. They continued to move until she slowly regained her mind.

After a few more thrusts Brian felt himself explode into ecstasy and a passionate release. Brian collapsed beside Molly and fell into a deep slumber, his breaths finally even. His unruly bed hair was slightly damp and the strands stuck on his forehead wildly, lending him an air of arrogance with the black and gold mask that he wore.

Molly bit her lips and she became more aware of what just happened as her consciousness gradually picked up. Her face and neck heated up in realization and she blushed furiously, her skin reddening brightly in embarrassment.

She held out her hand and slowly peeled off the mask from Brian's face, but Brian was too deep in his sleep that he didn't feel the mask slip away at all. Looking at the sweat on his face and thinking of their sexual tryst earlier made her even redder and she bit her lips harder that the soft skin threatened to split.

"Knock knock!"

A knock was suddenly heard. Molly was taken aback and shook her thoughts. She instinctively looked at the door.

"Knock knock!" The door pounded again, and Spark's wicked and charming voice came through the wood. "Mol?"

"Yes?" Molly answered hastily and looked around. She hurriedly got out of the bed and desperately try to smooth out the obvious wrinkles in her blue dress but because of what just happened, the creases on the fabric were still visible. Molly was running out of ideas now. Her eyes darted between the bed and the door. She held her breath quietly and pulled up the quilt to cover Brian's naked body and went to the door. She opened it only slightly and said through the narrow space, "Spark, I'm tired. I want to go home. Can you send me home now?"

"Well, umm okay," Spark said. However, he felt that Molly was weird and being strange and tried to peer in the room, but Molly soon got out and shut the door behind her quickly as soon as she answered him so he didn't see anything at all.

Although he had doubts on his mind, he refrained from asking anything to uphold his gentlemanliness and walked away with her. Yet, the obvious wrinkles of her dress and her slightly unruly hair did not escape his eyes.

Just as the figures of Molly and Spark receded and disappeared into the closed elevator, a door was pushed open in the other side of the hall. Hannah slowly came out and tiptoed silently, a murderous glint flashing in her squinted eyes. Hannah reached the door of Brian's room. Her hands were balled tightly into fists and she bit her lip with a heavy breath.

Just a few moments before, she waited for a long time in her own room but Brian never showed up. She decided to call the man in the CCTV monitoring room and she was told that Brian never left the floor where she also stayed. She came out to look for him, but there was no sign of him in the empty hallway. She then continued to walk room after room to look for him. When she came across this one particular room however, she was almost petrified by the rather loud noise inside.

The heavy gasps and lewd moans couldn't be masked by the thick door and the sounds went through her ears. Although she did not look, she didn't have to check to know that Brian and Molly were inside the room without a doubt.

It was obvious that they were engaged in a lustful activity and Hannah was just there listening outside the door. She had a strong urge to just bust the door open and shoot them both in the face. However, she managed to suppress that urge.

She had everything set up for this plan, but Molly had taken advantage of it. Hannah's eyes grew darker and her lips curled up into a wicked smirk. Looking at where Molly and Spark disappeared, she took out her phone and dialed a number and ordered through the line: "Execute Plan B. Also, keep an eye on the woman wearing a blue dress and a white Bauhinia mask."

Hannah hung up the call and looked at the closed door of Brian's room. She muttered to herself, "Molly, even if it was you, so what? When he wakes up I'll make sure that he will still see me first!"

Hannah took out a VVIP universal key card and swiped it on the door. She walked into the room and shut the door quietly. She then stood at the foot of the bed watching Brian in his deep sleep, her teeth clenched in irritation.

She had exhausted all her efforts to replace such a love poison from a witch, because it was different from the usual poison--as it could not be curbed and had to be released, and it had to be released precisely. She had counted her fertile days and ovulation period and organized the wine party with her grandpa's assistance. She even covered her face with a mask, dressed up accordingly and pretended to be Molly just to create something with him, but now it seemed that all her efforts were in vain. "Buzz.." Her phone rang. She picked up the call and put the device near her ear.

"Miss, the woman you said went upstairs."

"Which floor?"

"The same floor where you are now."

When she heard those words, she laughed softly with mirth and squinted her eyes, and saw a handbag fall to the ground a few meters away. She hung up the call and slowly said, "It looks like everything wasn't in vain after all... At least now...I can kill two birds with one stone!"