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. ~~~~~ **Cover Is Mine** Follow me on Instagram: rayoflight_pcy
Daughter of a criminal
Layla pressed her hands on Lucius's chest, stopping her. "I'm still angry with you," she said with a shallow breath.
"Fine. Keep staying angry with me," Lucius said, tilting her head thus burying his face in the hollow of her neck.
However, Layla's resolve hardened and she again pushed him away. By then, he had slightly pulled away the towel which covered her. "No. We aren't going ahead unless you understand what it means to not understand your wife's concern," she stated and pushed him away slightly.
She almost sat up when in one swift motion, he pinned her back against the mattress, his hands capturing her wrists and pressing them firmly on either side of her head.
The heat of his breath mingled with hers, and she squirmed beneath him, struggling to break free, but her efforts were in vain.
"Let's see how long you can resist me, Layla," he whispered with a sheer possessiveness in his voice, making her breath to hitch.