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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

"Did you notice a paparazzi followed us?" Roderick asked.

"Huh? Where?" Ivy was shocked to learn that.

"Don't act like you have spotted the paparazzi. He must have clicked our pictures by now. So, what do you think we should do? Give them more spice or leave it," Roderick left the decision on her, his eyes lingering on her eyes for a long moment before they fell on her lips.

"Is it necessary to give them spice?" Ivy queried. "We need to separate our ways after a while," she murmured.

"I get it," Roderick pulled away and stepped out of the car. Rounding to her side, he opened the door for her.

Ivy stepped out, hesitating briefly before heading toward her front door. Roderick followed her closely, making sure to drop her by the door.

"You can come inside for a while," Ivy offered, glancing over her shoulder. "Take a break before heading home."

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