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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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The Story is a pure fiction. Names and places have nothing to do with anyone in real life.
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Real Heiress: Flash Marriage With Boyfriend's Uncle

Roger stepped out of the shower, a towel draped around his shoulders as he ran another end of it through his damp hair. Just as he reached for his phone on the nightstand, it buzzed, the screen flashing with an unfamiliar number.

Frowning, he picked it up and answered, bringing the phone to his ear. "Hello?"

"Lucius gave me your number. This is Varya."

Roger froze, caught off guard. For a brief moment, his mind went completely blank.

"Hello?" Varya's voice came again, a hint of amusement laced in her tone. "Can you hear me, Roger?"

"Ah, yes," Roger finally replied, shaking off his momentary surprise. "Varya, I can hear you. Are you in Italy already?"

"Yes, I am," she confirmed. "I've already checked into the hotel." There was a brief pause before she added, "Can you meet me this evening?"

Let my arrogance win