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
Lucius returned to his hotel room, stepping out onto the balcony as he held a lighter in his hand. The cool night breeze brushed against his face, soothing him from the outside, yet inside, a storm churned. Leaning against the railing, he studied the lighter—the last remnant he had of Matteo.
"What did you keep from me, Matteo?" he murmured, his voice barely a whisper. "You never mentioned it… not even while taking your last breath." A deep ache gripped his heart, one he couldn't voice. Every time he thought of Matteo, it left him feeling hollow, weighed down, and dizzy all at once.
"Boss, it's time to leave. Everything's prepared," Roger's voice pulled him from his thoughts, grounding him. Lucius inhaled deeply, steadying himself. Roger's gaze held a quiet understanding—he knew his boss was once again lost in memories of the past.