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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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The next morning, Layla stirred wake from her sleep, feeling steady, warm breath falling on her forehead. She looked up and saw Lucius next to her. But they were on bed. Last night after Lucius left, Layla waited for him to return on the chaise and ended up falling asleep there.

Layla noticed a frown creased on his forehead. Instinctively, she reached out, her fingertip brushing against the crease on his forehead. She traced it gently. Her lips curved into a faint smile as she whispered to herself, "Even in sleep, you don't let yourself rest."

Lying quietly for a moment longer, Layla carefully slipped out of bed, ensuring she didn't disturb Lucius. Once freshened up, she made her way downstairs, her mind already buzzing with plans for the day. Since they had to leave the vacation cottage by the afternoon, she wanted to capture a family photograph—something to remember forever.

Type of woman I wanted