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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

Light_ray · Urban
Not enough ratings
205 Chs

Lucius deserves closure

Layla's eyes widened in shock the moment Alekis uttered those words.

"Matteo was the one who drew him into this life," Alekis began, his voice tinged with regret. "And I'm certain Lucius has given you countless reasons to justify his actions. But deep down, I know he's using this as an outlet for his anger. Anger at me for neglecting him as a child, while his mother remained absorbed in her own world. By the time I realized my mistakes, it was too late to undo the damage." His shoulders slumped, and he sighed deeply before lifting his teacup again to savor the drink, the faint clinking of porcelain punctuating the silence.

"How am I supposed to accomplish that, Father?" Layla asked hesitantly, her fingers nervously fidgeting with the edge of her sleeve. "And... is it even possible? Why do you suddenly want him to leave the mafia? He's been in it for so long."