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
"Roger, what are you doing here?" Roderick asked, surprise flickering across his face as he glanced at him.
"I need you to bring Orabela out," Roger said in his firm tone.
Roderick frowned, confusion creasing his brow. "What? Why? Has she done something wrong?"
"The boss wants to see her," Roger crisply replied.
"Rick, what's going on? Who's at the door?" Orabela asked nervously as she stepped into the room. Her heart raced the moment she laid eyes on Roger, the man who had forcefully taken her phone last night. Fear flickered in her eyes, her body tensing at the sight of him.
Roderick turned to face her, his expression serious. "My uncle wants to see you," he said.
Orabela's heart sank. "Lucius? Why does he want to see me?" she asked, her voice trembling with fear. The very mention of Lucius's name made her blood run cold. She instinctively took a step back, dread seeping into her every thought.