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
The door thud opened as both Lucius and Layla entered a suite, which he just booked. His frame pressing on hers, his hands cradled her thin neck as he passionately kissed her.
Meanwhile Layla had a tight hold on his blazer. She matched the rhythm of his kiss, her entire body was burning hot and she wanted this sensation to leave her body.
She brought her hands to his neck and deftly removed his tie before loosening the buttons of his shirt. Lucius, however, grasped her hands and pinned them to the wall behind her. He withdrew from the kiss and peppered kisses down her jawline to her neck, tasting the softness of her skin. Layla's body arched toward him, her pulse racing, her desire evident in the way she pressed against him.
She let out a soft moan, her hands trapped under his firm grip, yet her body aching for more. "Lucius…" she whispered, her voice filled with need as she tugged lightly against his hold.