Dear Immortal Tyrant

"How many shares of Yang Enterprise do you have?" 

It was the first question Lina asked when she sat down. She picked up her menu and gazed at it with disinterest. There was a heavy silence in the air, followed by his dark chuckle.

"How many shares do you want?" Kaden mused.

"How many do you have?"

"As many as needed," Kaden deadpanned.

Lina's stomach twisted. She should be flattered. Pleased, even. This man was willing to spend a fortune to make her Chairwoman. He was so against the idea a few days ago, but now he wasn't? If she asked him to buy the entire company, would he? She knew he had enough money to do so.. 

"None are needed," Lina said.

"Pity."

"Your wallet begs otherwise," Lina retorted.

"My wallet begs to be spent. Will you take pity on it?" Kaden scoffed.

Lina's lips twitched. She gazed at the appetizer, even though she was curious about trying something else. The dish? Served with the clink of a leather belt.

"How did you know he was sent to kill me?" Lina asked, whilst grazing over the main dishes.

Kaden said nothing. He stared at her long and hard.

Lina could feel the intensity. Heat rolled off his powerful body. His black shirt clung to his muscles like a second skin. His arms were tense and tight. She saw his long fingers probe the menu pages. His thumb stroked the paper the same way it rubbed circles around her entrance.

Lina's breathing grew heavy. 

Kaden noticed. His hand paused. She felt his gaze flicker to her mouth.

"I'm scared of heights," Lina said, almost reading his mind. "I won't be turned on if I'm pinned against this window."

"You forget there is a table and floor for us to use."

"Didn't you just release in the hospital room?" Lina shot back.

"At the thought of you on your knees for me."

Lina pressed her thighs together. "I've done that many times."

"With your face resting on my legs," Kaden mused.

Lina gripped the menu tighter. This man was going to kill her. His words sent a pulse beating down there. She suddenly felt hot. Her skin was growing warm. If he looked at her any longer, she'd let him screw her on this table. The whole restaurant could hear her and she wouldn't care.

"And your pretty lips—"

"Let's start with the apple and pear salad for the appetizer," Lina blurted out.

"It won't be as sweet as you." Kaden set the menu down.

Lina tried to push it down. Unfortunately, everything worked against her. A deep blush tainted her face. She glared at him.

Kaden's lips twitched. His eyes said otherwise—wicked and wild. Yet she loved this immoral man, who didn't hesitate to kill for her. As much as blood sickened her stomach, he was the one making it flutter like butterflies.

"How about you enjoy your appetizer whilst I enjoy mine?" Kaden murmured.

Lina always liked how he asked permission. He could violate her and she couldn't fight back. Everytime he looked at her, she felt like she was in different sexual positions. 

"It wouldn't be appropriate," Lina said.

"You'll discover a new kink."

"I don't have any kinks," Lina managed to tell him.

"We'll see." Kaden picked his menu back up.

Lina tried to go back to hers. But she couldn't decide, much less think straight. Despite holding the menu and reading it, she could feel his hot gaze licking at her skin. She was willing to strip out of this dress for him. 

Kaden flipped the menu page. She thought about how easily he flipped her onto her back. When he fingered the edges, a habit of his, she could feel herself turn to putty in his hands. 

Lina knew what he wanted. She could practically hear it. He wanted her to beg. To beg him to screw her on this damn table. 

"I don't want a salad, I'll enjoy the eggplant dish instead."

Kaden let out a harsh chuckle. The sound sent shivers down her spine. Her toes curled. This man was all danger and all the bite. No bark. No. never bark. He settled the menu down.

Lina's heart skipped a beat. She felt another pulse down there. She was practically dripping for him. And all they did was exchange words. 

"Continue testing me, and I'll fuck you even if the waiter comes in."

So, Lina swallowed hard and kept her mouth closed. On cue, the waiter entered. Lina suddenly felt bad for him. He missed a good show. 

- - - - -

Despite his harsh provocation, Kaden made sure she ate. He watched her like a hawk. Especially her throat, where she'd swallow the food. With the way he looked at her, you'd think she swallowed something else. 

When she requested dessert like a hesitant kid, Kaden could only stare at her like she was crazy for even asking. A heaping of ice cream and lava cake later, Lina happily walked with him to the elevator. From afar, people must've thought they were a couple with no marital issues. Whatsoever.

"The results should take a week," Lina said to him, with her hands resting on his elbow.

Kaden stared at her long and hard. 

Lina couldn't react. She felt the air sucked from her lungs. He always swept her breath away. This man was every painters' wet dream. He was handsome. He was a man forged from steel and stone, but no statue could compare.

"You're young and healthy. It must be me," Kaden growled.

"Your stamina says otherwise," Lina dryly commented.

And she meant every word. His energy was as insane as his furious pumps. After their many rounds and positions, she was limp and shaky. He'd glow with health, appearing to be ready for more rounds. He could do it for two weeks without rest. This man was unstoppable. 

If she let him have his way with her, she'd be pregnant in no time. 

Instead of saying something, Kaden simply chuckled. He slid an arm around her waist, yanked her close, and squeezed her. Almost in reassurance.