Novel & Cerita Cage By The Billionaire

I stood up and poured myself another drink, “What is it that you want to talk about? Make it quick. I have work to do” “It is the weekend. Chill” “I mean it, Westin. Be quick” “Alright, grumpy old man. You are no fun” he took a can of beer and drank it before he continued. “The lost heiress is back” “Who?” I gestured for him to sit and sat next to him, “Get to the point, Westin” “Melina Cage, the lost heiress is back. And rumours out there are saying that she is planning to take back Cage Industries. It is a war out there going on between her and her uncle. Pretty ugly”

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He asked. “Well the name seems familiar but I don’t remember where I heard of it.” I honestly answered. “You must live under a rock then. I thought all the girls in New York worship him. By the way he owns Cage construction and Cage industry and also is the sexiest man of the year!”. Jo introduced me. Now I remember where I heard his name from. Lisa and Unice are crazy about him. I can’t believe I am married to their ultimate crush. They will be so green with envy.

I won't let him see how much this affects me. The sound of laughter and murmurs of conversation filled the hall as more people arrived, their voices blending into a dull roar that only heightened my sense of isolation. I felt like an outsider in a world that wasn't mine, a pawn in a game I didn't want to play. But I would play. And I would win. The doors at the end of the hall opened, and my heart involuntarily jumped as Cage strode in. He was immaculately dressed; the dark suit had been perfectly cut to his frame. His expression was unreadable, but his presence was commanding.

No chains, no cages, no dirty basements. This wasn’t a wild auction, this was luxury! Opulence dripping off every corner of the room like sin. I sat up slowly on the plush bed, eyes darting around. The door was steel. Windows locked tight. A silent camera blinked in the corner like it was watching my soul unravel. “What the hell,” I muttered. “This is Rich with a capital R. Rich people crimes kind of rich.” After squinting my eyes, I saw her when I looked at the last spot. Ciejill. Sitting in the corner, legs crossed, a martini glass in her hand, grinning like she’d won the lottery and then set it on fire.

I slept every night fearing the day Mr Holmes would call my father and discover the disgust and disgrace I am for him. I moved through the mansion's walls, thinking about all the possible ways I could make my life easier, better. At this point, I knew I would never become Alex's lawful wife with Sophia still breathing. That little cunt, she came out of nowhere and covered all the shame and insults that haunted me in this family. She may not have done it intentionally, but her father should have known better than selling her off to the most ruthless billionaire in town. I continued moving up quietly, thinking about other ways of getting rid of that and miraculously dragging away some wealth w

It felt like a beautiful cage suspended in the sky. He stood by the enormous window, his back to me. “You are safe here,” he said calmly and with certainty. “Safe,” I repeated, the word feeling bitter on my tongue. “You bought me at an auction. You brought me to your house, now I’m in your penthouse. How is this safe? How is this not just another cage?” He turned slowly to face me, not angry but intrigued, as if I were a puzzle he needed to solve. “It is a cage I made,” he said quietly. “That’s the difference, the door is locked to keep others out, not to keep you in.”

Forever rejecting gilded cages. Forever proving that impossible transformations happen when you reject lies and choose yourself. The cage was never gold. It was me.

But for Lucas Valeriano, it was simply just another ordinary day, or perhaps even just another perfect excuse and opportunity to host another grand party, gather influential people, and show off his wealth and power to everyone. The whole mansion was beautifully decorated, filled with expensive flowers, bright lights, luxurious music, and crowded with hundreds of wealthy, high‑class guests chatting, laughing, and drinking happily everywhere. I stood near the main entrance wearing the most expensive, stunning white silk gown, wearing precious diamonds he had gifted me earlier that afternoon, smiling politely and elegantly at everyone who came to greet and congratulate us. Everyone praised me

But her mind kept drifting. Towards Leo, his surgery, and towards Damien. The name alone made her nervous. A billionaire who wanted her to simply hold him while he slept. She g****e searched him and found out that he’s a billionaire, who owns hotels, shipping companies, and media houses. There isn’t much information about him, and she doesn’t want to get curious about him. Her phone remained silent throughout the day. She noticed Mia wasn't in class. After the lecture ended, Cynthia sent her a message.