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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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Real Heiress: Flash Marriage With Boyfriend's Uncle

"Why did you two never reveal it to the others?" Roderick asked, his curiosity evident as he leaned closer, his gaze fixed on Ivy.

She swirled the remnants of her drink before taking the final sip. "We thought it was better to keep it a secret until we were sure about... marrying each other." She paused, her voice lowering as if the words weighed her down. "But in the end, he decided we shouldn't marry each other."

The bitterness in her tone didn't go unnoticed by Roderick. He reached out as she motioned to refill her glass, stopping her hand gently but firmly. "That's enough," he said.

He signaled for the bill, pulling out his wallet to settle it. Once done, he turned to her. "Come on, let's get out of here," he suggested, standing up and holding out his hand.

Ivy hesitated, staring at his outstretched hand. For a moment, she considered refusing. However, Roderick held her hand and dragged her out of the bar.

Selfish of me