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. ~~~~~ Follow me on Instagram: rayoflight_pcy
To keep my word
"Did you accomplish what I wanted?" A deep, commanding voice echoed through the dimly lit room. The figure of a man seated in a leather chair was barely visible, his silhouette illuminated only by the faint glow of a single bulb. One leg was crossed over the other.
"I'm sorry, but the bullet hit Lucius instead," the shooter stammered, his voice trembling with fear.
The man silently reached for the burning cigar resting in the ashtray. Bringing it to his lips, he took a long drag. He exhaled a thick puff of smoke, leaning his head back as if pondering the gravity of the situation. "You hurt the wrong person," he finally said.
"Please forgive me, Sir," the shooter begged, his head bowed low. He knelt on the floor, his hands resting on his thighs in a submissive posture. "This is the first time I've ever made a mistake. I swear it won't happen again. Please spare me this once."