Beyond His Gilded Cage

The blinding flashbulbs popped as Leo Sterling' s hand dug into my back. To the world, we were a power couple-the tech mogul and his beautiful, indispensable assistant.

It was a lie everyone in Silicon Valley knew and repeated.

"Smile, Ava," he murmured, his voice a low command meant only for me.

I was Ava Reed, a talented artist, but here, I was just Leo' s property, a commodity.

Then came the new task: publicly humiliate a board member by spilling a drink on him. This was a new level of degradation.