Kaden DeHaven realized something. Lina was vulnerable right now. At her lowest, might he add. She had no other option, but him. If he was an asshole, he could've taken advantage of this. All he wanted was to make her his. But not like this—not with a gun pressed to her head, forcing her to choose.
Kaden wanted to be the one who proposed. Not the other way around. He was thinking she'd beg him for his help. He should've known she was much smarter than that.
Lina was going to use him. Not the other way around—something he hadn't predicted.
"Rejected." Kaden jutted his chin to the door. "Now go."
Lina was floored by his words. Her jaw dropped and she gawked. That was her only plan. She hadn't even fathomed the thought of Kaden rejecting her. She thought he wanted her. Was his treatment towards her just part of his sick twisted games?
Lina felt like she was slapped in the face. Staggering backwards, she rapidly blinked. So this was it.
Lina was going to get married to Everett.
