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
"Uncle, you're here?" Roderick said in surprise as he stepped into the house earlier than usual. His gaze swept across the room, and a familiar presence made him pause. 'Layla's here too?' he thought, suppressing a sigh. "I hope you've prepared a nice birthday present for me this time," he added, attempting a light-hearted tone.
Lucius, seated with an air of authority, raised an unimpressed brow. "If you're thinking I'll hand over the land, then you're sorely mistaken, nephew," he replied curtly. "You already have more than most could dream of. I've given you plenty of gifts in the past, but did they ever matter to you? You toss them into the trash bin without a second glance."
Roderick stiffened, caught off guard by the accuracy of Lucius's observation. 'How does he know that?' he wondered. 'Who's feeding him these small, insignificant details?'