His Name;Her Cage

The Andrews were never meant to cross paths with giants like the Miles Corporation. They were a simple family-honest, hard-working, and tragically, always just one step behind in life.

Scarlett Andrews was born in the rusted heart of a town that progress had long forgotten. Her father, Gerald Andrews, was once a proud machinist-skilled, respected, and deeply rooted in the old way of doing things. But as the factories began to shut down and machines replaced men, Gerald's pride became a burden he couldn't afford. Desperation, though quiet at first, eventually knocked on his door with force. A friend-maybe it was a stranger, maybe it was temptation-introduced him to a loan from someone powerful. No banks. No paperwork. It's just a deal and a signature. The money came fast, like magic. Relief. Then fear.

The loan was from the Miles Organization.

Gerald never imagined he would owe a multi-billion-dollar corporate empire run by a man like Kyle Miles. The interest bled him dry, and before long, repayment was no longer a number. It was a demand.

Scarlett's mother, Elise, was the soft-spoken kind of woman who carried a quiet fire. She stitched clothes for neighbours, traded baked goods for favours, and kept the household from collapsing. Her love for her children was fierce, but she never learned how to save Gerald from himself.

Scarlett had always been the fighter-sharp-eyed, careful with her words, but never one to back down. Her hands knew the feel of scrubbing floors and patching clothes, but her mind was always elsewhere, dreaming in ink and pages. She wanted more than what her town could offer. But life doesn't wait for dreamers.

And then there was Thomas-Scarlett's younger brother. Sweet. Ill often. Born with a condition that drained the family not just financially but emotionally. He became the reason her father justified the loan. "For his treatments," he would mutter when guilt crept in. Scarlett never blamed Thomas. How could she? He was her heart walking outside her chest.

So when the Miles Organization came calling-not with threats, but with a proposal-the weight of the Andrews' debt didn't just fall on Gerald's shoulders. It landed squarely on Scarlett's.

And that's how she became the price.

His Name; Her Cage didn't begin in a boardroom. It began in a dying town, with a family clawing to survive.

Kyle Miles:

People like Kyle Miles aren't born cruel. They are carved-chiseled by silence, pressure, and an unforgiving legacy that tells them softness is a liability.

Kyle was the only son of Jonathan Miles-the iron-hearted founder of the Miles Organization. A man who believed that love made men weak and that power, once taken, should never be shared. His mother, Margaret, was a ghost in their mansion: always present but never really seen. She spoke in hushed tones, smiled in rehearsed ways, and faded more each time Jonathan returned from the office with blood on his shoes-figurative or not.

From a young age, Kyle was raised not to feel but to calculate. Mistakes were punished. Successes were expected. Emotions were for the servants. The only affection he received came in the form of legacy-shares, boardrooms, tailored suits, and contracts that didn't care who bled when the ink dried.

At thirteen, Kyle watched a competitor's company crumble because his father orchestrated its fall. At sixteen, he was already sitting in meetings, taught to read lies in a man's posture before he ever spoke. At twenty-three, he took the reins of the empire. Not because he wanted to, but because there was no other option. The throne was cold, but it was his.

Love? Kyle didn't know what that meant. Women were either business or distractions. And when it came to debtors-people like Gerald Andrews-Kyle didn't see families. He saw numbers, risks, and consequences. Scarlett wasn't a person in his world at first. She was a means. A move on a chessboard. A deal to be sealed.

But Kyle Miles is not just a monster.

Buried somewhere beneath the layers of command and control, there is a boy who once wanted to be seen. Not by the board. Not by the world. But by someone who didn't want anything from him-except maybe the truth.

He doesn't know yet that truth is the one thing he's never learned to give.

And Scarlett Andrews?

She's about to become the first person to demand it.