Almost everyone wants to be happy, but very few of them actually know how to find happiness. Those
who live simply tend to be happy but their number is relatively short. On the other hand, people with
complicated lives end up suffering and their number is, unfortunately, higher.
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Drifting into a light sleep and dream, Molly slowly rolled over into a more natural sleeping position, and
the quilt slid down from over her body. Brian was standing by the door, and was looking at her chest
which was moving up and down with her light breaths. Her bosom was tempting.
He gazed at her for a while. The calmness on his face seemed to have vanished when she had
mumbled someone else's name in her sleep. In fact, he seemed slightly angry.
"BANG!" Brian walked out and shut the door hard. The sudden noise awakened Molly who sat up
straight abruptly and shouted,"Daniel! Are those the debt collectors?"
It took her a few seconds to realize she wasn't at home, and she got completely awake.
Swallowing, she petted her chest lightly. With her heart still pounding, she tried to catch her breath and
get some sleep. Just then, the door opened.
"Who's that?" Molly held onto the quilt, looking at the door. Brian was standing there in his night-robe.
"Why are you here?" she asked.
His face darkened and he replied with a sneer,"Were you expecting someone else?"
Since his face was in the dark, she could not see his expression but she felt the coldness in his voice,
and it seemed he wasn't happy about her query. Molly could feel his piercing eyes in the strained and
quiet atmosphere of the room.
She didn't reply. Brian was right. Her question had been instinctive but now, it seemed like a stupid one.
This was his house. Who else would be here?
It made her slightly nervous to think that Brian was in her room. Swallowing, she asked in a panic,"I
meant, it's late. Why are you still here? Shouldn't you go to bed now?"
Looking at her panicky look, Brian's heart sank.
He had come upstairs and followed her into her room after dinner but he didn't know why. Maybe it was
because of her rich expression which had reminded him of Shirley, Wing, and even Becky, and he had
wanted to stay with her a little while longer. Something about her was in common with them and that
made him feel at ease. Or maybe it was because she had been lost in thought at dinner and had
ignored him which made him wait for her in her room as she showered to scare her. But when he had
looked at her through the frosted glass, he had hesitated and, to his own surprise, had left her alone.
So he had left to run some errands. Right after that, he could not help walking back, but had found out
that she was muttering someone else's name in her sleep. This had made him so angry that
He had left again. Just as he had taken a couple of steps, he had heard her shouting and walked back
in again, without any further thoughts. He merely wanted to see why she had shouted but her stupid
question had irritated him at once.
To him, Molly was just a toy of his in A City, or a pawn to piss Becky off, but it did not mean that she
could think of other men in his house.
He strode towards the bed, staring at Molly tightly, holding her quilt. She was trying to move
backwards. He stared at her and coldly replied,"Did you forget what I said earlier? We are sleeping
together tonight!"
Molly's heart skipped a beat. The corner of her mouth twitched slightly. "I...I saw that you had left. So I
thought... that you would rather..."
Before she could finish speaking, he interrupted her,"You thought I would rather do what?" He sat on
the edge of her bed, looking at her trying so hard to be calm. "You thought you didn't need to do
anything for me while you were here, Huh?"
She had no response to that question. She tried to say something, but failed.
He reached out and grabbed her chin, pulling her up against him. "You're mine. You should know what
you have to do and what you can't do. I don't expect you to throw yourself at me, but..."
He paused and continued in a different tone,"you have to do what I tell you to." Since she had just been
awakened rudely, her brain wasn't very clear. Still, she felt really nervous while he was speaking.
Right as he finished speaking, he leaned forward to give her a deep kiss, grabbing her chin tightly.
"Umm", all she could do was make that sound.
He stuck his tongue down her mouth. This was totally different from the kiss earlier that night. This was
overbearing. He was sucking her so hard she couldn't feel anything. Molly let him do so like a flower
letting a bee suck its nectar.
"Umm..."
She mumbled. It was getting hard to breathe, and she had to suck the air from his mouth. Her heavy
breathing pleased Brian, and he started kissing her more gently. It had started out as a punishment, but
now he was beginning to enjoy it. He let go of her chin and placed his hands on her bosom, rubbing it
gently.
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