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Intro. In the world of Volkov, family gatherings were more an exhibition of power than an affectionate encounter. Between expensive suits, glass glasses and measured words, tension was sneaking like a subtle perfume. And in the midst of everything, you. Máximo Volkov's wife by contract. John Volkov's constant spine by choice. What started as a sarcasm war was something else. But none would admit it first.

John Volkov

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