Golden Cage

She was a small-town librarian. He was a tech billionaire who promised her the world. Their love story was a fairy tale—private jets, Paris proposals, a castle-like estate filled with priceless art. Lily thought she'd found her prince. But the portraits in his gallery all share the same face. The same dark hair. The same gentle eyes. The same look of quiet surrender. "You're my 24th collection," he whispers. When she tries to run, her body betrays her—craving something only he can give. In a cage made of gold and chemistry, how do you escape when your own blood keeps you prisoner? Some prisons don't need bars.