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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

Lucius woke before dawn, but instead of rising immediately, he remained in bed, staring at the ceiling with a gloomy face. With a sigh, he swung his legs over the edge of the bed and trudged toward the bathroom.

The cold splash of water against his face jolted him momentarily. Bracing himself against the washbasin counter, he leaned forward, his tired eyes locking onto his reflection in the mirror.

Reaching for the towel hanging nearby, Lucius dried his face before tossing it back onto the rack. Without a glance backward, he stepped out of the bathroom, noticing Layla had woken up and was tying her hair into a bun with her back toward him.

"I'll bring coffee for us," Layla said.

"I'll be going for a run. You should have a coffee without me," Lucius opined. He kissed her cheek from behind and left the room.

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