Chapter 1 Canary Cage
Canary Cage
Mia stood in front of the French window on the top floor of the group, overlooking the lights of the entire city.
Three days ago, her father died suddenly of a heart attack in the office, leaving behind a shaky business empire.The debt figures on the documents handed over by the lawyer were shocking.
"Ms. Mia, if the bank debt cannot be repaid next week, N Group will enter bankruptcy liquidation."
She clenched the documents tightly, digging her nails into her palms.
She suddenly wanted to jump off the top floor and go find her father.
——Until that man appeared.
Gave her a glimmer of hope.
Lucas.
A new business upstart, he was ruthless and it was rumored that the companies he acquired would never recover.
At this moment, he sat in the main seat of the N Group's conference room, tapping the table with his slender fingers, with a faint smile on the corner of his lips.
"Ms. Mia, I can inject capital to save N Group." His voice was low, like ice-hardened silk, "but the condition is you."
Mia looked up suddenly: "What do you mean?"
Lucas stood up and approached her step by step until her back was against the cold glass window.
He raised his hand and stroked her pale face, his movements were gentle, but his eyes were indifferent.
"Be my lover until the debt is paid."
——This is a naked humiliation.
Mia trembled all over, but froze at his next sentence: "Or, watch N Group being auctioned off tomorrow, and your father's life's hard work will become waste paper."
She eventually signed the agreement.
That night, Lucas' assistant took her to a villa on the outskirts of the city.
When the pure black iron gate slowly closed, Mia vaguely heard the sound of chains.
"Your activities are limited to the villa." The assistant handed over a mobile phone expressionlessly, "The original number has been cancelled. The president does not want you to have any contact with the past."
Mia knew that she would lose her human rights here. She clenched her fists and nodded slightly.
She had no choice.
The bedroom Lucas prepared for her was luxurious, and even the closet was filled with the latest haute couture.
The dressing table was glittering with jewels, and outside the floor-to-ceiling window was a carefully manicured rose garden—what a perfect canary cage.
Late at night, when Lucas came back, Mia was curled up on the sofa in a daze.
He walked over and pinched her chin to force her to look up, and rubbed her red eyes with his fingertips: "Have you cried?"
Mia turned away, but he picked her up and threw her on the bed. He covered her and breathed in her ears:
"Remember, your tears, breathing, and pain now... all belong to me."
That night was a nightmare.
But the real nightmare began at a business dinner.
Mia wore the dress Lucas had specified, and held his arm to play the role of a good female companion.
Her father's former business partner looked at her with a mocking look.
Mia's smile had become stiff, and she found an excuse to leave.
.........
"Have the core assets of N Group been handled?"
"We have acquired the shares of small shareholders as planned. In three months at most, N Group will completely belong to you, President."
It was the voices of Lucas and his assistant.
The night wind was biting, and Mia bit her lips tightly until the smell of blood filled the air.
She didn't know how long she stood there, until her clenched fists were bleeding.
It turns out that even this "rescue" was a calculation.
