The Volkov Heir Kept a Second Family for Fifty Years

I spent fifty years married to Dominic Volkov, the heir of the most dangerous family in the city.Then a woman I'd never met walked up to his grave, kissed his photograph, and said, "You don't know who I am. I know exactly who you are." Behind her stood a boy with his eyes.The shock killed me.I woke up at twenty-five. Same room. Same day. The day I caught him.He tore the divorce papers in half and swore he'd cut her off. I let him keep her. I let him keep the house, the woman, the child.I'm not fighting. I'm leaving.And I'm taking everything he thinks belongs to him.