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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 hugged Layla from behind, wrapping a warm blanket around her as she stood on the balcony of their hotel room. "It's cold here, wife. I told you to wait for me in bed," he murmured, his voice filled with concern.

"I wanted to take some fresh air," Layla replied, tilting her head over her shoulder to look at him. His damp hair, freshly tousled from his shower, fell charmingly across his forehead.

She turned to face him fully and kissed his lips while smiling.

She turned to face him fully, her eyes glinting with mischief before pressing a soft kiss to his lips, a smile tugging at her mouth.

"Is this your new way of recharging me?" Lucius asked with a playful, teasing grin.

Without waiting for a reply, he dipped his head, his lips finding the hollow of her throat. He kissed her there, his touch lingering, igniting a shiver down her spine. Layla bit her bottom lip, her breath hitching as she leaned closer, her fingers trailing along his jaw.

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