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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

Sylvia woke up late in the morning, a dull throbbing ache pulsing at her temples. She groaned softly, pressing her fingers to her forehead as last night's conversation with Luca resurfaced in her mind.

"He talks better than most people around me. I should really work on myself," she murmured, swinging her legs over the edge of the bed.

Pushing herself up, she padded toward the bathroom and stepped into a warm shower, letting the soothing water ease the lingering fatigue. By the time she emerged, she felt a little more refreshed.

Dressed in comfortable clothes, Sylvia headed to the kitchen and prepared a light breakfast. As she ate, she absentmindedly checked her phone, her eyes scanning through a series of unread messages from her friends in the U.S. A small smile tugged at her lips as she began replying to them one by one. Once done, she set the phone aside, focusing on her meal.

To protect Lucius?