After my husband cheated, I decided to fake my death and leave.

My husband, Victor Kaine, the underworld kingpin, was set up during a brutal operation on a remote Caribbean island and ended up spending a night with a local mystic.

When he returned home, he knelt before me with a gun pressed against his forehead.

“Elara, you are the only one I love. If you can’t forgive me, I’d rather die.”

In the end, my heart softened, and I forgave him.

But soon after, I accidentally caught him intimately holding that mystic. Even his subordinates called her the Boss’s Lady.