Love Began with the First Meeting

"Hurry up! You're too slow! Go faster! Why are you so slow!" the man continued to castigate Charlie as if he was trying his best to make him angry.

However, the comments were making Charlie feel anything but that and his face became increasingly gloomy as minutes passed. He had fought against the man for quite a while now, but he still was not able to defeat him at all.

"Charlie Long! It has only been a year since we last saw each other and your skills have already regressed this much? What's happening to you?" the man snorted and sneered. His tone sounded disdainful and ironic. "Have you forgotten your fundamental skills just because of a stupid game and some girlfriend? I cannot believe it!" he asked.

All of a sudden, Charlie stopped in his tracks. Unmoving and standing a far distance away from the man he was sparring with, he looked up. When his piercing eyes met the man's, a sly smile appeared on his lips. Slowly, he began speaking, "Well, Quintin Mo, it seems like you haven't improved either in the last one year when we haven't seen each other."

Hearing what Charlie said, the man named Quintin sneered even more. "Is that so? Well, even if that's the case, I'm still much, much better than you. At least I know what I want." As soon as he finished talking, the gun, which he had put away a while ago, suddenly was in his hands again. Now, it was pointed at Charlie, and his face looked sinister.

Sighing slightly, Charlie said, "You know what? One of the things I hate the most is being threatened by a gun. You've already done that twice within a span of a few minutes." His tone sounded nonchalant, and his face didn't betray anything that he was feeling, but everyone who knew him dearly would know that this only meant one thing-he was extremely angry.

Of course Quintin Mo was one of those people who knew Charlie, as the two of them had lived together for a really long time. The two of them had nothing in common. They were not the same kind of people. As a result, even if they were living in the same place for a long time, they weren't able to become friends.

Meanwhile, the two were starting to hear faint footsteps coming from the outside. It seemed like a few people were coming in. When Charlie kicked the door down, he had drawn the attention of many people. However, because of the cold and bloodthirsty expression on his face, the two security guards had been paralyzed with fear and had not dared try to intercept or stop him. Nevertheless, later, when they started hearing the fighting that was going on in the room, they began to doubt whether they did the right thing letting Charlie through. Fearing that something severe might happen inside, which can easily be blamed on their inaction, they finally called for back-up.

"Was he the guy you two saw?" the captain of security guards asked the two security guards while pointing at Charlie's image on the screen. Seeing that they had positively confirmed, he continued, "You two always talk about how great you two are at you jobs. How could you fear such a young boy? Huh?" Rolling his eyes, he left the two visibly embarrassed guards, opened the door of the room where Charlie and Quintin were, and entered.

When he and other security guards saw the scene inside the room, all of them were so shaken that they had to take a step back. While trying his best to calm down, the captain started, "You... What... What are you doing here?" Everybody was afraid of death. Nobody was an exception. As their jobs only required them to carry a police baton, it was their first time seeing a gun. And with it being held by someone like Quintin, they couldn't help but feel very scared.

Charlie didn't want any innocent people to be involved or hurt. In an indifferent voice, he said, "All of you. Go out. This is between him and me. If you don't want to die, ignore what's happening in here." After saying that, he slowly turned to the team that entered the room. With his eyes still on them, he continued, "But please, check the suite and take care of the girl that is lying on the bed there. But remember that you should take the quilt with her. Don't look at her, not even a glance. Otherwise I will be angry and I tell you that you will feel my wrath." As soon as he got his point across, he fished out his wallet from his pocket and threw it to the security guards. "Here are my ID card and bank cards," he said.

Despite his hands shaking, the captain was able to catch Charlie's wallet. Being in the same room with him, he fully understood why the two security guards had been rendered paralyzed by the aura of the young man. He himself was stunned and was extremely impressed by Charlie, who was able to maintain calmness and composure while being under the threat of a gun. Remembering what Charlie said to them, the captain looked towards the bed inside the room. Indeed, it seemed like there was somebody lying on the bed. As he was about to walk to the bed, Quintin said slowly, his tone threatening, "What do you take me for, old man? A joke?"

As soon as the captain heard that, he froze and looked visibly shaken. His eyes went straight from the bed to Quintin, who was still pointing the gun at Charlie.

Amidst at the tension, Charlie still kept his stance. With a faint smile at the corners of his mouth, he looked at Quintin and said, "We both know that you came here for me, not her..." After saying that, he once again turned to the captain and smiled at him, as if to say that everything was okay. "Please do what I said," he ordered calmly.

The captain looked Charlie in the eyes. As if he was bewitched, he just nodded and started to do what he was told. Then he gestured to the other security guards that had entered the room together with him to follow him and head to the bed. Together, they pulled the bed sheet off the bed and wrapped it on the quilt. In this way, they carried Olivia out of the room just as Charlie had ordered them to.

It was not until the captain and his men walked out of the room that they all sighed with relief. They all felt like they had been in hell, and it was the first time that it was okay for them to breath.

The first thing they did after they got out of the room was placing Olivia properly on a bed in an empty room nearby. One of the security guards asked, "Captain, what shall we do?"

"What should we do? Of course we should call the police!" the captain exclaimed crossly, rolling his eyes.

Hearing that, the guy got confused for a moment. When he realized what the captain meant, he quickly answered yes, and was extremely embarrassed. In a hurry, he took out his cellphone from his pocket and called the police.

"Hello. This is Sophia Grand Hotel." "Yes, we have an incident here that needed to be reported. Somebody is holding someone under gunpoint..." The security guard was so scared that he tried hard to continue, "Well... Two people are currently fighting and one is with a gun. Yeah, at Sophia Grand Hotel. Okay... Okay..."

After reporting the incident to the police, the security guard sighed with relief. What happened a while ago was still shaking his core. After a while, he looked at his captain and he saw that he, too, seemed still shaken, and was still lost in his thoughts. Looking around, he spotted Olivia, who was lying on the bed, and asked, "Captain, what do you think is going on? This girl looks quite young. I guess she is a student. What do you think?" The captain didn't answer right away. The guy then went quiet, thinking of possible causes that made this whole thing happen. Then, as if he was suddenly enlightened, he turned to the captain and said, "I see it now! This girl must be that boy's girlfriend. The man holding the gun snatched his girlfriend from him and attempted to rape the girl!"00000000