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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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After the charity event concluded, Alekis pulled Layla aside, his gaze filled with surprise.

"Lucius and Roderick didn't clash today. What did you do?" he asked, studying her intently.

Layla sighed, recalling the tense moment at the graveyard. "I told them to act like mature men, and I think I still hold some influence over Roderick because of our past relationship. I ended up scolding him there," she admitted, a trace of guilt in her voice.

Alekis gave her an approving nod. "You did the right thing. Rick always loses his temper when he sees Lucius on this day. I'm relieved they managed to keep the peace. You truly are a remarkable woman, Layla. I'm proud of you," he said, offering her a warm smile.

Layla felt a wave of appreciation at his words. "Thank you, Father," she said sincerely. Then, glancing around, she noted Fiona's unusually pale expression. "Sister Fiona doesn't seem well today. Should I visit the house tonight?"

Roger, can we talk?