“So,” Isabelle began, taking a good look at the expensive interior of the car. From the leather seats to the tinted windows, this vehicle was even more luxurious than the one her Father rode in, and he was an A-list actor!

“Who owns this car?” Isabelle asked, turning to Lina who had been silent for a while. ​​

“You wouldn’t want to know,” Lina said.

Lina let out a quiet sigh and wished she had brought her chauffeur instead. That way, she wouldn’t have to owe people favors. Especially favors to Kaden. Now, she was indebted to the devil. All because she had been too stubborn. It was a personality trait she was hoping to change.

“But but I do,” Isabelle said. “If you have a sugar daddy on the side, I must know about it!”

“Isabelle—”

“And does he have any handsome and young friends? Because I sure would love to be spoiled,” Isabelle grumbled.

Lina chuckled. “Doesn’t your father spoil you enough?”

Isabelle snorted. “Not really.”

Lina pressed her lips together and shook her head in amusement. “I don’t have a sugar daddy and if I did, you’d be the first to know.”

“Then, who does this car belong to?” Isabelle curiously asked, tapping the black leather seats and the polished arm rest. “This car comes with a pretty price tag, you know. Not just anyone can afford it.”

Lina leaned back in the seat and offered Isabelle a wry smile.

“This car belongs to someone who has sugar daddy potential,” Lina finally admitted.

“No duh,” Isabelle snorted. “But exactly how much sugar babies could he afford?”

Lina weakly shrugged. “An entire harem of them?”

“Like ancient Emperor harem with hundreds of concubines?” Isabelle asked.

Lina reluctantly nodded.

“No way, you’re acquainted with a man who can afford hundreds of concubines?!” Isabelle shouted, only to blush when the chauffeur glanced at them from the rearview mirror. But then, her heart froze. Burgundy eyes. The driver was a vampire.

Isabelle shakily looked away, her breath caught in her throat. She turned to Lina who hadn’t realized this yet.

Lina awkwardly laughed. Who was going to tell Isabelle that Lina came from a family that could afford the same amount?

“A-anyways,” Isabelle stammered, in hopes of distracting herself. “Does he have a hot brother that you can pair me with?” Isabelle asked, nudging Lina with a shameless grin. “Because I sure could use that kind of man in my life.”

Lina raised a brow. “Doesn’t your father give you the allowance that an average businessman makes?”

Isabelle pouted. “Well, I’d rather feel like I worked for the money.”

“Right…” Lina trailed off, looking out of the window.

“Oh, you can just drop me off here!” Isabelle chirped at the sight of the busy main street. The management company that her father worked for was just a short walk from here. And she knew he was in there rehearsing.

“Want to meet some hot actors?” Isabelle asked as the car came to a rolling stop.

Lina saw the chauffeur glance at them through the rearview mirror again. When their eyes met, he offered her a friendly smile and quickly looked away. Well, this man was definitely a snitch.

But what caught her attention was the man’s red eyes. A vampire. But judging by the fact that he was working for Kaden, he must’ve been a Half-Blood at best, or just a Quarter-Blood.

Half-Bloods meant either parent was a vampire, meanwhile, Quarter-Bloods were people whose grandparents could’ve been vampires.

“Though, I doubt anyone can ever meet the standards of yours truly, Kaden DeHaven,” Isabelle snorted.

Lina forced out another laugh. “Oh please, you’re making us seem way too familiar—”

“Yeah, yeah, sure.” Isabelle quickly hugged Lina and pulled back. “See you later.”

Isabelle hopped out of the car and Lina rolled down the window to wave goodbye. Lina watched as Isabelle excitedly skipped down the sidewalk with child-like innocence. She let out a soft sigh and leaned against the window, wishing her life could be as peaceful as Isabelle’s.

It was exactly why Lina always hid her identity. To not be harassed on the streets, to shop in malls with friends, and to happily go anywhere as one pleased. What a life she wished to have.

“Where are we going?” Lina asked the driver when the car began to move down the busy road again.

“To our destination,” the chauffeur informed her, stepping hard on the gas. He was instructed to do so if she tried to leave the car.

“And where’s our destination?” Lina inquired.

“Where you’re imagining,” the driver responded.

“I’m imagining we’re driving to hell. Are we there soon?” Lina shot back.

The chauffeur’s lips twitched. Now, he was beginning to understand why his Boss had sent him to drive two strangers off. He was the personal driver to Kaden DeHaven and this hair rarely took any guest but the Young Master himself.

“Soon,” the chauffeur told her, suppressing a humored smile.

Lina narrowed her eyes. She glanced behind her and could see the familiar outlines of the bodyguard’s vehicles discreetly tailing them. She was fine.

“Alright then,” Lina said, crossing her arms and sitting back in her seat. “If I ask you to drive me home, you won’t listen.”

“Precisely, Young Miss,” the driver softly told her.

Lina scoffed. She returned her attention to the window. Fine with her. She still had a lot of questions for Kaden. She didn’t have enough time to talk to him in the museum.

The first thing Lina wanted to ask was why? Why did Kaden let her leave with Everett? Why did Kaden seem to understand the pain in her head when she tried to remember?

Why did Kaden seem to know everything?

Letting out a small sigh, Lina watched as the streets passed by. Soon, they arrived at the mall again.

Her spine stiffened. Standing with his arms crossed was the devil himself—Kaden DeHaven. His heavy gaze instantly landed on her. He said nothing and opened the car door.

Instantly, Lina placed both feet onto the seat, forcing him to sit in the front. Kaden didn’t even seem fazed. He simply placed a hand at the top of the car and bent down, his dark eyes flashing with warning.

“Eager to spread your legs in the back of my car? Go ahead,” Kaden murmured, his voice barely above a whisper, dripping with seduction and sins.

Lina’s face went beet red. “That was not my intention and I did not spread—”

“Why don’t you open it a little wider, hm?” Kaden taunted, curling his long fingers around one of her ankles.

Suddenly, Kaden yanked her forward, causing her to yelp and lie flat on the seat.

Lina’s eyes went wide, her hand flying to his sturdy chest. He was a wall of muscles, his heat radiating off in waves.

“How would you like it?” Kaden teased, bending into the car until their faces were just inches apart.

Kaden glanced at her lips, soft and plump. He rubbed his tense jawline, his gaze tense with desire.

Lina’s breath was caught in her throat. Her heart fluttered and she felt heat pool in between her legs. She pressed her thighs together, his eyes flickering to the tiny action.

Slowly, surely, his lips curled into a smile.

“Are you wet for me, my dear dove?” Kaden muttered, his lips hovering above hers. “How would you like it? With your legs over my shoulders, or you straddling me—”

“Just sit down!” Lina snapped at him, shoving him off of her, and scooting to her proper seat.

Kaden let out a breath that she could only assume was his soft laugh. At the sound, her stomach churned pleasantly. Lina glared at the window, wishing she hadn’t given in so easily.

But when obscenity came out of his mouth, how could she not give in? Especially when he looked at her like she was naked and it was only the two of them in this world.

“If you’re going to glare at me, do it well,” Kaden mused. He slid into the car and slammed the doors shut.

“To the hotel,” Kaden instructed.

Lina’s head snapped to him. “No!”

Kaden predicted to not hear her. She was pressing her petite body against the window, creating as much distance between them as possible.

“I’m not going to sleep with you,” Lina growled.

Kaden lazily glanced in her direction. “You sure about that?”

Lina pressed her knees together, glaring at him. She knew she shouldn’t have gotten into this car. Now, she was in the lion’s den with no means of escape.

“I’m going to scream bloody murder,” Lina said.

Kaden shrugged. “Wouldn’t be the first time you screamed loudly in my bed.”

Lina looked at him like he was crazy.

“What?” Kaden taunted, as if he hadn’t just dropped a bomb.

Lina hated the things this man could do to her. A simple glance in her direction was enough for her entire body to hum. His stare might as well have caressed her skin.

“You really are an immortal, aren’t you?” Lina finally asked.