The Red Wolfs Mate

Rising from the Ashes: The CEOs Unbridled Love - 1: Accountability for a Glimpse

A raging fire engulfed the villa as Yanyan Qu cried out, kicking at the door that refused to budge, trapped within the inferno.

The fire swiftly climbed to the rooftop, swallowing her whole like a monstrous python.

Encircled by flames, Yanyan Qu screamed in agony, "Help! Help!"

The searing pain of being burned alive tore through her, eliciting heart-wrenching screams.

"Yanyan, if you were to die, how would you want your body to be handled?" The memory of Eugene Gus words echoed in her mind as she thrashed in pain.

"I would choose cremation, to become ashes and drift with the wind to every corner of the world," the young girl had naively told the handsome and elegant man standing beside her.

Eugene, with his gentle smile, had affectionately tousled her soft hair.

A loud explosion interrupted Yanyan Qus reverie as the floor-to-ceiling windows in the fire-ravaged room finally gave way under the intense heat.

Covered in flames, Yanyan Qu dashed towards the window and leaped out, her screams fading as she fell into the swimming pool below. In that moment, she repeatedly asked in her heart, "Eugene... why... why would you do this to me?"

The fire continued to rage as the elegant man outside the Qu familys villa watched the flames grow, his eyes dark and mysterious. With a devilish smile, he whispered, "Yanyan Qu, SeeYou~"

The fire at the Qu residence raged until the early hours of the morning, eventually doused by a heavy rain, as if heaven itself pitied the Qu familys tragic end.

Yanyan Qu, battered and injured, knew she couldnt stay. She had to return... to avenge her family!

The rain, once a source of joy, now felt like sharp arrows piercing her body with every drop.

Staggering onto Mountain Circle Road, Yanyan Qu was charred beyond recognition, her body barely discernible as human.

After an hour of walking, the pain became unbearable.

A car approached, the driver having spotted her from afar. Initially intending to honk to get her out of the way, the driver was shocked when the figure, and ghostly, waved at the car as if a midnight specter!

Just as the driver was about to stop, the voice of his boss from the back seat ordered, "Dont get involved."

The mans voice was deep, cold, and inherently authoritative.

The driver nodded but slowed down nonetheless.

The headlights shone on the figure by the road, startling the driver who slammed on the brakes.

The sudden stop caused Zachary Zeng, who had been dozing in the back, to lurch forward. The driver then heard his furious roar, "Are you trying to get us killed? Cant you drive? Get out if you cant!"

Ignoring his bosss fury, the drivers voice trembled as he said, "It seems to be... someone from the Qu family..."

The news of the Qu familys fire, with the entire family perishing in the blaze, had spread throughout City C by eleven oclock that night, known to everyone.

Upon hearing this, Zachary Zeng immediately commanded, "Open the door!"

The driver quickly unlocked the doors, and Zachary Zeng kicked open his own door, not caring about the car, and jumped out.

He wasnt a saint who had to save every person he encountered, but there was one person he couldnt forget.

Rushing to Yanyan Qus side, he took out his phone, turned on the flashlight, and shone it on her face and then her body.

By some mercy of heaven, she was severely burned everywhere, yet her face was only slightly injured in a few places.

Yanyan Qu couldnt see who he was, only knowing that he was tall and smelled pleasant, his scent a comforting relief amidst the cold mountain wind.

"Save me..." she rasped, her voice hoarse and nearly inaudible, as if being strangled.

With that, she collapsed, and Zachary Zeng swiftly caught her in his arms.

The woman in his arms was pitiful, even heart-wrenching.

...

"Mom... Dad... Save me... Dont leave me..." Lying in bed, Yanyan Qu cried out, her voice filled with pain and sorrow.

Zachary Zeng, sitting nearby, approached upon hearing her cries, lifted the blanket to check on her, revealing her perfect form. He coughed to control his reaction but continued to examine her.

The next moment, Yanyan Qu, tears streaming down her face, suddenly opened her eyes.

Her dazed eyes gradually cleared, and she looked at Zachary Zeng, who was still holding the blanket, frowned, and then said, "Its you?!"

Yanyan Qu and Zachary Zeng had a contentious relationship because both their families owned entertainment companies. Zachary Zeng had once taken a star he liked right from under her nose, leading to Yanyan Qus cold and disdainful looks whenever she saw him.

Zachary Zeng, with a cold expression and a voice full of contempt, said, "Are you disappointed its me?"

The man was stunningly handsome, his beauty astonishing yet not the least bit effeminate.

Yanyan Qu had once thought he was the most handsome man in the world, even surpassing Eugene Gu, until he took the star she had her eye on.

Instead of answering, Yanyan Qu propped herself up and looked down at her naked body.

Seeing herself without a stitch of clothing, she had a moment of blankness, but soon, she looked up at Zachary Zeng with a sly smile, like a little fox: "Seeing me like this, you have to take responsibility."

Hearing this, Zachary Zeng dropped the blanket to the floor and leaned over, placing his hand on her thigh and slowly moving upward: "How do you want me to take responsibility?"

As he spoke, his beautiful phoenix eyes narrowed slightly, making him even more stunning, his features more animated.

Yanyan Qu wrapped her arms around his neck and forcefully kissed his thin lips.

Her clumsy nibbling on Zachary Zengs lips was oddly enticing.

Knowing her advances were ulterior, Zachary Zeng still wrapped his arms around her and returned the kiss.

His hands set fire to her body, and he roughly handled her, but considering her recent recovery, he stopped short of taking it all the way, sparing her.

Yanyan Qu lay on the bed, drenched in sweat, her new hair sticking to her cheeks. She looked at Zachary Zeng, whose eyes were deep and whose expression was somewhat pained, and smiled wickedly: "You can have me if you want."