All Chapters of The Billionaire’s Gilded Cage: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

The Billionaire’s Gilded CageBy Golden TreeThey dressed her with silk and silence.Beneath the light of Seoul’s finest chandeliers, Chaewon Kim stood like an impossibly shaped statue—flawless, beautiful, untouched. The designer evening gown clung to her body in shining folds of ivory and silver, the off-the-shoulder cut beautiful with china skin. To the observing superior, she was the very picture of poise and privilege. A beautiful heiress claiming her rightful place at the peak of authority. But beneath her composed facade, she was drowning.The champagne-filled air in the great hall hung heavy with violin music and veiled ambition. Socialites and power brokers drink vintage wine and whisper over their jointed precious hands, immune to the war raging quietly behind the darkness of Chaewon’s almond-shaped, kohl-lined eyes. Eyes that shone with anguish.This evening was her wedding night.Not to the man she loved. Not even to a man with whom she knew. But to Jian Lee—the calculating

SHADOWS OF THE PAST The honeymoon suite was a testimony to lavish excess, but it seemed painfully bare. Chaewon stood before the city's dazzling expanse, the view softening what churned in her heart. She was trapped, a golden captive in her own cage, the weight of her arranged engagement descending on her.The door creaked open, and Jian entered. He walked with silent grace that was in contrast with the raw power that charged the air with tension. He was not loud; he was a quiet, pervading force."Champagne?" he offered softly in what resembled one low rush of sound that filled the room.Chaewon nodded briefly, accepting the glass he offered. Her hand brushed against his, and a shock of electricity—tension or maybe something powerful?—shot through between them."A toast?" Jian suggested, raising his glass."So to what?" Chaewon scold"At the beginning," he answered, directly looking into her eyes."To the beginning of what?" she repeated, the words suspended in the air. "A strategic

FAMILY SECRETS She stood alone, surrounded by the lavish emptiness of the suite. Jian’s threatening gesture, the revelation of the dark past—was almost too much. She huddled on the soft couch, the silk seeping through skin like an extra thickness of skin, calming and suffocating. She placed the black feather paper down, its light an ironic joke on the blackness that descended upon her life.The lines burned in her mind—"The game has truly begun. Your secrets are no longer yours."My secrets? What did he know? What did he need? And what would he do in order to make them happen?The fear existed side by side with an evolving sense of anger—a hot anger against Jian and against the father of hers, whose lust for power had brought on the storm. She could recall Seojun, that worried face of his, and the last-minute statements he had made before he vanished—statements that had created a harrowing image of the evil power plays involved. She herself was in moral hazard, but in the stream of f

VELVET CHAINS The private elevator moaned to a halt on the top floor of the Seoul head office for the Song Corporations, and the air was thin—rarefied—so breathing was expensive. Chaewon was beside Jian, his silence since being ambushed in the boardroom deafening. He hadn't even looked at her when they stepped out onto the floor. And yet his presence weighed on her like gravity—unspoken but unrelenting.She was not certain what to expect.He marched on, opening the penthouse suite's door—his kingdom above the rest. Floor-to-ceiling windows allowed golden light from the afternoon to flood through onto marble floors and intricately selected fashions. It was cold. It was inhospitable. A prison clad in refinement."You'll be staying here now," he declared, his voice suave but laced with overtones of something dangerous. "As my wife, your place is beside me, In public."Chaewon turned to him, clenching her teeth. "And in private? Does that also come under the agreement?"He stood firm. "P

TANGLED IN THORNS "Never pretend, or can the mask be attached for a lifetime?" Chaewon's voice cut through the air, frozen and trembling.Standing at the foot of the grand staircase, Jian narrowed his eyes on her. "Coming from the ice queen, that's rich." Jian replied, with a warm voice.The words pierced. Chaewon stepped closer, the silk of the evening dress rubbing against stone floors. "Think you can drag me into your deceitful marriage and make me follow your orders? Think again. I am no pawn, neither your slave.""You're correct," he answered bluntly. "You are a weapon, Chaewon, and not a pawn or my slave. The problem is, you don't know who you're fighting."The stillness which followed was an electrified series of lightning. Chaewon's heart pounded. She hated that he was correct. She hated it more that it was reflecting on her eyes.He turned and walked close to her, sneering unpleasantly. "You can't possibly be aware of what you are married into.""Then tell me!" She spat out,