Dear Immortal Tyrant

Chapter 380 Miracle Worker

They called Sebastian a miracle worker for nothing. Anything and everything the President wanted to be done was always accomplished. Snow in the middle of Summer? We'll call for a snow machine and make a winter wonderland. A spot at the most exclusive club and restaurant? People would bend backward to accommodate Kaden DeHaven.

If they had to blacklist every guest on the list to get him a seat, so be it. Nothing was important unless Kaden DeHaven was there.

Lina was never the kind of woman to be impressed by this blatant display of wealth. She was a Yang since birth—they were treated like royalty no matter where they went.

"If there is one power couple, I'd worship, it's those two."

"She took a bullet for one, I'd rather court her than him."

Whispers erupted as Lina and Kaden were speedily escorted by the restaurant manager. The sight of them widened the manager's eyes so large, Lina thought she saw the moon.

In no time, the two were seated in the most private room near the back, which had a fantastic view of the world down below. Skyscrapers, blinding sunlight, and never-ending traffic could be seen from this angle. Most people would have enjoyed it.

The waitress came inside quickly and offered them the menu. Lina took one glance at the 12-course tasting set and decided that would be their lunch. Next, she proceeded to the alcohol section.

"You order like generational wealth," Kaden mused when he saw how impressed the waitress was. "Regions, years, you know it all, don't you?"

Lina dryly handed the menus back. "When you grow up as I did, it's sickening what I know."

"I don't doubt that, dove." Kaden didn't even bother looking at the menu. He'll let her have whatever she wishes.

Kaden reached over the table and slid his hand over her knuckles. She blinked in surprise and glanced down in shock. In record time, he slipped on a gift.

"A ring." Lina awkwardly twisted it, but he grabbed her wrist.

"Just a simple gift, nothing more, dove. We'll take it slow."

"I love it, thank you," Lina softly said and she meant it.

The pearl encased in a nest of white gold was an elegant design. She wondered if his love language was present, but that'd be unlikely.

"If I rush things, I'm certain you'd run, dove of mine."

Kaden scooted their chair closer, for he liked to be near her. Her presence was reassuring. He always needed to have a palm on her flesh. He only knew she was real from the warmth of her human skin.

"Probably not, there is still that divorce I need to finalize," Lina mumbled. "Maybe then, I'd be dashing for my life."

"Don't look over your shoulders then, I'd be right behind you, dove," Kaden snorted. He grabbed her hands and realized her fingers were icy cold. He frowned and quickly squeezed it.

A second later, the waitress came in with a bottle of the chilled wine sitting in a platinum vase of ice.

"Bring in a pot of jade mint tea and make it hot," Kaden demanded. He pushed the glass away from Lina's grip.

"Your hands are freezing, dove. Here," Kaden took off his suit jackets and forced her to wear them. She blinked and glanced down, feeling like a child in his large clothing.

Even the waitress was in awe, but quickly escaped to fulfill the request. Lina touched the collars and smiled to herself. The suit was warm. It smelled like him too and the heat quickly traveled down her arms.

"You're suddenly treating me well, it makes me wonder if we were like this before," Lina lightly laughed. "I can count on one hand how many nice dates we've had."

"Our past was pitiful, dove. Let's make the present and future meaningful." Kaden bent and kissed the top of her head. "You should tell me you're cold next time. You may be immortal, but you are still frail from the coma."

Was she though?

Lina felt fine. In fact, she was brimming with health. "How exactly did my immortality happen?"

"It's similar to how one becomes a Pure-Blood, through extreme blood transfusion. The details of it are difficult and it is best for you to not worry about it," Kaden said.

"But our blood is incompatible," Lina muttered.

"Technology has advanced far greater than you'd expect, dove of mine. Strings had to be pulled, you were on too many IV to be counted," Kaden responded. "The science of it will bore you, but I have my thanks to Claymore Pharmaceuticals."

"That's one of the largest companies in Wraith, you know," Lina informed him. "How did you—"

Lina decided she didn't want to press. "You have your ways, I'm sure of it."

"I do," Kaden mused, humored that she'd already predicted his answer.

"Then, does that mean I'm also a Pure-Blood?" Lina curiously asked.

"No. You are just immortal."

"I don't understand the science of it," Lina mumbled.

"You're a history major, not a STEM one, I don't expect you to care about it," Kaden calmly said with a shrug of his shoulders. She narrowed her eyes and he knew she was going to kick him under the table.

"Drink your wine, dove," Kaden snickered. "I know you are intelligent in other things."

"You don't sound like you believe your own words," Lina dryly remarked, but nonetheless, picked up the wine glass. Not a second later, a teapot was brought in, with piping hot tea. The first course of the 12 tasting menu was present.

"Dig in, dove," Kaden said, immediately placing the plate in front of her first. She opened her mouth to protest, but he shoved the spoon into her mouth regardless. It was a spoon of decorated and seared salad.

"It's good," Lina admitted when the caviar melted in her mouth. The deep and rich seafood flavor melted on her tongue, nearly making her groan in delight. She always loved seafood.

"You'll like it—" Lina's eyes widened as he placed his portion into her mouth as well. She chewed and frowned, but couldn't contain her displeasure for long.

"Why aren't you eating?" Lina mumbled.

"You should have your fill, first, dove, so I can have mine later."

Always the double meanings. Lina knew it was intentional from the darkening glint of his eyes.

This man was insatiable.