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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

"Roderick, stop!" Aiden blocked his path he stood before him.

"I understand I don't need to go anywhere," Roderick said. "You know, if only you had worked smartly and thought smartly, all of this would not have happened," he muttered, putting the entire blame on Aiden for the current situation of their family.

"I know I acted recklessly without checking anything. However, you are already aware of the situation, so don't do anything. Stay in the mansion. Boss will return by the night after fulfilling his work," Aiden asserted in a polite tone. "And try to support Layla in this tough time. Don't add any stress to her," he pointed before pivoting on his heels and leave his sight.

Roderick ran his fingers through his hair and rested his hand at the back of his neck. "My dad died in this fucking fight. And all they have to tell me to stop whining about it," he muttered under his breath and lowered his hand.

Disappointed me many times