Real Heiress: Flash Marriage With Boyfriend's Uncle
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. ~~~~~ Follow me on Instagram: rayoflight_pcy
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Roderick pressed his fingers to his temple, his jaw clenched in anger. "My uncle knew about my affair with Orabela all along," he muttered bitterly, fists tightening. "He's been sitting on evidence, waiting for the perfect moment to use it against me."
Earlier, as he prepared for bed, the call from Orabela had shattered what little peace he had. She told him how Layla had stormed into her house, publicly accusing them of betrayal. To make matters worse, Lucius had chosen that moment to unveil the damning photos of them, showing them to Layla's family, leaving no room for denial.
Roderick paced the balcony, running his hand through his hair in frustration. The betrayal from someone he had always respected, someone he'd trusted as an elder, stung deeply.
"I treated him like family, gave him my respect," he whispered through gritted teeth. "But now, it's my turn to play my hand, Uncle Lucius." His jaw tightened with cold resolve as the wind whipped around him.