The Golden Sparrow Cage

I became the substitute for a CEO’s beloved and signed a three-year contract.

Every day, he tenderly called me “Yueyue,” but he never touched me when he was sober.

Then, on the day his beloved returned from abroad, I packed my bags and prepared to leave.

He smashed every wineglass, then dragged me back over the shards with bare feet.

“Who said you could leave? Your eyes, your voice, everything about you…”

“Every inch of you, from your hair to your toes, belongs to me.”

Blood stained the carpet as madness surged in his eyes.

“Since three years of trying still haven’t taught you to be like her…”

“Then you’ll stay here forever as my canary, mine alone.”