Fallen In Love: The Ceo Who Tamed Me

She drove madly to a very enormous mansion. From the size and architectural design of the building, one could guess that the building belonged to a powerful elite. After telling the security guards her name, they let her in after varying the authenticity of her identity. After pressing the doorbell for the third time, she paced about the front of the door impatiently.

"This is my last try. I will seek for another person if he does not open the door after this," Yang Zi vowed, as she pressed the doorbell again with trembling hands.

"Don't you know when to call it.....," the words refused to form when he saw who was at his doorstep. He stared at her from head to toe before he cleaned his eyes with his palms to confirm that he wasn't dreaming or hallucinating. Yang Zi just stared at the tall figure before her, unable to utter a word. She never imagined that she would one day run to him for help in this lifetime.

"After you, Yang Zi," He said ushering her into the house. He heeled her. Yang Zi sneaked a peep at his magnificent palace. All the brown couches in the sitting room were the best of its kind. Although major part of the couches' were brown, some parts of were also design in gold; parts like the hands and top of the couches were gold. Yang Zi could not help but wonder whether the gold on the couches were authentic. His voice brought her back to reality. He offered her a seat while he remained standing.

"Welcome to my humble abode. What should I offer you?" He asked, still on his feet.

"This Mansion is far from humble. If you were an actual king, it wouldn't have been an understatement if I called it a palace," Yang Zi exaggerated, trying to mask her feelings. "I am not staying for long so you don't have to offer me anything."

"This is the first time you honoured my home with you great presence, so I insist you drink something," he insisted. "Your expression says you are not interested in drinking wine so I will get you a glass of juice. Make yourself comfortable. I will be back in a jiffy," He said, hurrying away. Yang Zi wondered why she did not see any maids around ever since she stepped her foot into the house. She quickly brushed the curiosity off her mind.

He resurfaced a few minutes later with two glasses of juice on a floral tray. He met her in the same position he did when he left. He sat with his legs crossed and the glass of juice in his hand. A few minutes later, Yang Zi did not utter a word. She didn't even take a sip out of the glass of fresh juice. He noticed that she has been staring at a place since he sat down so out of curiosity he followed her line of sight to see what caught her attention but he was dumbstruck when he realised what had fancied her eyes.

He quickly drew on his pyjamas to cover his well-toned abs when he realised that was where Yang Zi's gaze has been ever since he sat down.

"If my fabulous abs were your source of distraction, you should have called my attention to it instead of drooling over my sexy body. Your eyes a while ago looked like you were gonna devour me in a mouthful if I had given you the opportunity to do so," he teased, smiling. For a minute he regretted pulling his pyjamas up. He would have used that to tease her even more.

"Did I just hear you say your body is sexy?" Yang Zi scoffed. His words felt like he was trying to provoke her to speak. "No matter how sexy you call it, the undeniable truth is that you can never compare it to mine. I am dripping of sexiness from head to toe," Yang Zi bragged, momentarily forgetting about her worries. His presence really performed the magic of easing her disturbed mind.

"I don't believe that my body loses to yours in terms of sexiness. You were the one drooling over me so just accept defeat. Admit that I am sexier than you," he said, opening his chest again. He wanted to tempt her.

"I was only staring at it because you left it open for me. That cannot be considered drooling. It was just a mere stare," She instantly denied his allegations. She avoided staring at his bare chest.

"Just a mere stare?" He asked in disbelief. "Your eyes were oozing with passion when you stared at my chest, so how can you call that a mere stare?" He said, acting childish.

"I can let you have a feel at it, possibly a taste of it too if you admit that you were drooling over me some moments ago. Just admit it and I will keep my word," He said, his expression and words making her burst out in deafening laughter. 

"Thank goodness my jokes really made her laugh," he thought, beaming at her too. From the moment he saw her outside his doorsteps, he could read sadness all over her face. He could not help but feel thankful that he didn't tie his pyjamas. After their laughter subsided, silence filled the enormous sitting room. The room became silent as a graveyard. He went to sit beside her before she started talking.

"I am sorry for disturbing you this late at night. It wasn't planned," Yang Zi spoke after five minutes of silence.

"I was working on my laptop when you dropped by so that cannot be considered as a disturbance. In fact, I am thrilled you visited me at my home," He said, forcing a smile on when he saw how stern her expression became.

"I need a huge favour from you but be rest assured I won't resent you even though you can't do me this favour," Yang Zi said, staring at him.

"This is the first time you have ever asked me for a favour so I will do everything within my capacity to make sure I don't fail you. State what favour you require from me," He said. His gaze never left her body since he sat down there.

Yang Zi took her time to relay what happened to Yang Mi in details. After finishing her narration, the guy was shocked to hear all that happened.

"I know they are notorious but how could they be so heartless to kidnap my seven-year-old Mi Er?" Yang Zi shouted angrily at the end of her explanation.

"I give you my word. I will not only rescue your baby for you but I will also make them pay for causing you pain so calm down," Yifeng said, pulling her closer to himself. He gave her a passionate hug to soothe her pains. Today marks the second time he saw Yang Zi in pain ever since he met her. 

"Thank you. I don't know what I would have done if you had pushed me away," Yang Zi said, hugging him back too. Yifeng felt so happy knowing that Yang Zi trusted him enough to confide such personal stuff to him. He would have bragged about it to Su Jin, but he knew that Yang Zi might dislike it, so he will just keep it to himself.

"You know I would never do that to you in a million years to come," Yifeng said, patting her hair. Anyone who met them in that position would misunderstand their relationship, no matter how hard they try to explain. Yang Zi moved away when she realised how ambiguous their closeness was.

"I am sorry. I didn't mean to do that," Yang Zi apologised, arranging her clothes and scattered hair. Yifeng just smiled at her, saying nothing. They remained silent like that until Yang Zi spoke up.

"When are we setting out? I can't imagine how terrified my baby must be right now. I need to see her as soon as possible," Yang Zi said, giving Yifeng curious glances.

"I have already texted my men so I believe they will arrive in less than twenty minutes. You can take a tour around my Mansion until they arrive," Yifeng said standing up. He knew she will decline his offer, so he pulled her up from the couch.

"Don't just sit there staring into space or you will get sick with worry," Yifeng said, holding her hand as he walked. Yang Zi stared at him as he pointed at unique pictures, smiling. He even explained the occasions they took all the pictures. He looked so mesmerising as he spoke and demonstrated.

She looked away when she realised that she was drooling over him again. "Yang Zi, get your thoughts straight. You are here to seek for help, I forbid you from having naughty thoughts or feelings," Yang Zi thought, not paying attention to what Yifeng was saying.

"Will you let go of my hand? Our relationship will be misunderstood if someone meets us like this," Yang Zi said, trying to pull out her hand, but Yifeng's grip was firm.