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Born into one of the wealthiest families in the country, Layla Rosenzweig's true identity is taken away at the time of her birth by the mistress of her father. 

She is forced to live as the illegitimate daughter of the Rosenzweig Family. Everyone treats her no less than an outsider in her own house. 

"This is mine. That is mine. In fact, everything is mine," Layla's half-sister told her.  

Everything that belonged to Layla is given to her half-sister, including her boyfriend. 

Then, she is forced to marry her ex-boyfriend's ruthless uncle, Lucius De Salvo, the most terrifying man in the country.  

Lucius De Salvo is known for his ruthless ways to get his work done. His name is enough to terrify people. It is said that he is a man devoid of emotions. He will find pleasure in people's pain and misery. He loves to torment those who come under his radar. 

But why is he so lovely to Layla? Or is it just a pretense?

"Are you ready for the wedding night, Darling?" Lucius asked. “I've desired you for a long time.” 

“What?” Layla was shocked. “Why would you?” 

“Because you are Layla Rosenzweig. The woman I like.” With that, he captured her mouth for a passionate kiss.

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Lucius sank into the plush mattress with a contented sigh, his body finally surrendering to the day's fatigue. "Ah, I feel so tired now," he murmured, shifting slightly before resting his head in Layla's lap.

She sat gracefully beside him, her fingers instinctively threading through his hair in soothing strokes.

"Did you enjoy spending time with your father and nephew?" Layla asked softly, her voice carrying a warm note of curiosity.

Lucius closed his eyes, letting the comfort of the moment envelop him. "I did," he replied, his lips curving into a small smile. "Your suggestion for this trip was nothing short of perfect. It gave me a chance to bond with them in ways I hadn't imagined. I feel... lighter, somehow."

"I'm glad," she whispered, her fingers threading in his hair. "Close your eyes," she then urged.

Lucius quirked a brow, a playful glint in his eyes. "Are you going to sing me a lullaby?" he teased.

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