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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

Demitri wiped down the countertop, ensuring everything was spotless after dinner. Earlier, he had made sure his grandmother took her medication and settled into bed. As he rinsed the washcloth and hung it near the basin, he heard Nora's voice behind him.

Demitri immediately turned off the tap. "No," he said firmly, facing her. "You should go to the bedroom." His tone left no room for argument. "I'll bring you a pair of clothes—just wait for me in the living room."

Without waiting for her response, he turned back to the sink and resumed washing.

But Nora didn't budge from her place.

"Do you have to say something to me?" Demitri raised his head to look at her. She promptly shook her head and went to the living room.

Sitting on the couch, she waited for him and picked up her phone from the table. She scrolled through the messages and entered the group chat of her fellow receptionists.

An odd relationship