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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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"Mad?" Aiden chuckled, shaking his head. "You were about to be harmed. Do you even understand the seriousness of the situation?" He reprimanded Roderick.

Roderick sighed, running his fingers through his hair as his gaze fell on the two men sprawled on the floor. "Did Maxwell send you to harm me?" he asked sharply.

"Yes," the one on the left admitted with a bruised cheek. "He approached our boss."

Roderick's jaw tightened, and without hesitation, he pulled out his phone, dialing Maxwell's number. But before the call could connect, Roger snatched the device from his hand.

"You're not calling him," Roger stated firmly, slipping the phone into his pocket. "He'll be here shortly."

"Are you serious, Roger?" Roderick's voice rose, his irritation boiling over. "I hate what you all do. I've told you that a thousand times."

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