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
A terrible car accident
"But I did kill him," Lucius murmured.
Layla's fingers momentarily paused in his hair, then resumed, massaging his scalp, working the foam into every strand. "I don't think so. You can tell me the truth," she said softly.
"You trust me so much. What if I betray you?" he asked, his tone distant.
"Why are you saying things like that?" she scolded, pulling the faucet handle. The warm water washed away the suds, leaving his hair clean.
Lucius closed his eyes, savoring the comfort of her touch. Once she finished rinsing his hair, Layla asked him to stand. Her dress was damp in places, but she ignored it, her focus entirely on Lucius. She took a towel and approached him as he leaned against the washbasin, his posture weary.
As she gently dried his hair, he broke the silence. "Aren't you afraid of me? Now that you know I—"