Her Volkovs #Book 4

Belle's POV

Liquor is now being poured into Nikolai's glass. He is talking to Boris in Russian, giving him some kind of instruction I could not understand.

I can sense that they are now preparing for the mob war. All this whispering makes me cringe. My husbands are now in war mode all because their wife got them into this mess in the first place.

When he was done talking to Boris, my husband took a sip from his glass, placed it on the table beside him and then focused his attention on me.

"Nikolai."

He did not let me continue. His lips landed on mine while my cheeks are completely enveloped by his strong and veiny hands. His tongue forced entrance inside my mouth causing an electric current to run up my spine. His kiss became deeper and more domineering by the second and to be quite honest, I don't want him to stop. His lips connected to mine in perfect sync I know my face is already flushed in embarrassment. We are not necessarily alone and I'm pretty sure some people are watching.

Slowly, he disconnected his lips from mine. "Woman, you excite me to no end."

"Uhm Nikolai, just to remind you-- I just waged a war against the German mob. Why are we still here?"

"We are always at war with somebody. Don't worry about it. I got this."

"But Nikolai..."

"Shh... You made me really proud tonight baby. See?" He said while taking my other hand and putting it on top of his crotch. I felt his full hard-on and indeed if being proud is equivalent to being horny in my husband's vocabulary, he really is proud. I mean his d*ck is so angry it is already creasing on his Armani. I immediately remove my hand from his manhood and instantly smack him on his shoulder. My goodness, this man!

"Nikolai, there are people and kids around." Of course, I know he doesn't care. Still, I needed to remind him that we are in public.

I asked him about their emergency meeting. Nikolai told me that the Conglomerate decided that the war will be contained as between the Russian Mafia and German Mob only. And that whoever meddles will be dealt with by the Conglomerate as a whole.

No wonder the German mob boss was too serious when they went out of the meeting. The mob is Axel de Alba's ally but he chose not to put his business in between warring crime families. And I admire him fo that. This could have been his chance to get back at the Russian Mafia since rumor has it that he is still convinced that the death of his father was because of the Russian Mafia.

The Bosses of the conglomerate tried to diffuse the situation but my husband did not want to hear them. Knowing Nikolai too well, he will never back down from a fight, especially when it's about me or anyone from the Mafia. And he is the type who makes sure that he wins. I do not doubt him a single bit.

I know that the Russian mafia is completely capable of winning the war and continue to be at war with the mob even without the help of anyone. The reason why one of the people from the German Mob was so eager to talk to Nikolai in the hopes of salvaging the situation. But it was a lost cause. Everyone in the mafia knows that.

"So what now." I asked because it seems that they don't look bothered at all.

Nikolai nods, pointing towards his brother who is now being stubborn drinking whilst still holding hands with me. He's mad but still wants to hold hands. My goodness, this man.

I'm thinking of the one thing that will ease him down and ultimately stop him from being insecure about our relationship. If we do this, there's no reason for him to think that someone will take me from him and his brother.

I whispered something to Nikolai who was taken by surprise. His eyebrows are wrinkled while looking at me as if he wants to confirm what I just said. "Really?" He asked.

"Yes Nikolai. Only with your blessing of course." I replied.

"We have planned about it but why wait if we can do it now right? Alright. I'll take care of it." He replied.

I wrap my arm around Nikolai's back and buried my face on his chest. For some reason I found myself tearing up. "I love you Nikolai."

"I love you too baby. Hey don't cry. Shhh. It's going to be alright. I want this to happen. This is what I want."

"What happened? Who the fuck made her cry? Tell me!" Alexei buts in.

I wiped the tears from before facing the other love of my life. "Alexei, let's talk somewhere private?"

He downed his liquor and slowly scooped the small of my back looking worried and confused as well. He and Nikolai talked in Russian for a few seconds before taking me outside the garden of the old castle. It's a bit chilly outside and so my ever sweet Alexei covered his jacket around my shoulders.

We sat by the fountain and enjoyed the serene sound of the beautiful garden. I scooted over to his side so that there's not an inch of gap between us. I then brush my palm on his thin beard while the man is trying his best not to look me in the eye. My goodness, why does he looks extra handsome when he's mad?

"What do I have to do for you to forgive me?" I asked him while my other hand is brushing his veiny arm.

"I don't have to tell you anything. If you want De Alba to be your lover who am I to stop you? You already have his ring, what's stopping you from leaving me to live with him here?" He replied like he is so convinced that I can actually do what he's saying. My god. Where is this even coming from?

My patience is thinning but I still want to understand him because I know that a jealous man doesn't think straight. Just like his brother who loses himself when he is overcome by jealousy.

I removed Axel De Alba's ring from my finger and placed it inside his jacket pocket. "There, no De Alba ring anymore."

"He kissed your head in front of everyone and I saw it myself. You did not even object." He continued.

"I did not know that he was gonna kiss me! Clearly, that man is quite crazy." I retorted.

"But you like crazy! You're attracted to crazy! Dammit, you're even married to crazy!" Alexei exclaimed.

"Hey! What the fuck!? I heard that." Inserted the voice of the devil himself, Nikolai. Apparently, he's just right around the corner, listening and being a creep. He's with Dimi, Yuri, and Boris who are at the dimme part of the garden. The three can be heard stifling a snort.

"No offense brother." Alexei said.

"De Alba kissed you?" Nikolai asked, appearing from the dark slowly as he walks using his cane.

Well look at that, he is mad not because his brother called him crazy but because he heard that Axel kissed me. My goodness Nikolai.

"Nikolai baby. Some more privacy please?" I pleaded. The man halted realizing his rude interruption. He then sat on the bench right next to mine and Alexei's. Behaving himself for a few seconds but then he wasn't able to contain it and dialed his phone to call someone. "De Alba, you are a piece of shit! I'm in your garden. Where the fuck are you? What kind of hosting is this?"

I just ignored my husband and focused my attention back on the other love of my life. "There is no reason for you to be jealous of Axel De Alba. I am in love with you and nothing can ever change that. I will prove that to you tonight."

"Nikolai, are we good?" I asked my husband who is now sitting on his side looking at his brother like a lunatic. He has a smile on his face like he is up to no good. My heart is fluttering because I can see that he is genuinely happy. Happy for Alexei. His confidant. His best friend. His brother.

Alexei has now a puzzled look on his face. In fact, I think he's close to getting pissed.

"Nikolai---" I called out to get his attention.

He snapped out of his naughtiness when he realized that I'm just waiting for his signal. "Oh yes, sorry baby, we're good. Let's go brother."

"What is happening?" Asked Alexei.

Nikolai just tapped his brother's shoulder and hugged him tightly which made Alexei even more suspicious.

Amy and Matushka were able to find a veil that perfectly suits and matches my gown. The front side reaches my waist while the back crawls all over the ground. It is being blown by the wind gently as I walk slowly down the dock where small torches are lined up on the sides. The moonlight and the stars are shining down as if they are one with us. Small candles inside ball-shaped glasses are floating in the water around the dock illuminating the surrounding darkness. Our flower girl Aria is carefully strewing white rose petals on the dock as she walks like the good little girl that she is.

I promise myself not to tear up no matter what but then the moment I saw Alexei patiently waiting for me-- I choked up.

Nikolai tapped and squeezed his brother's shoulder as the man adjusts his tie while looking in my direction.

After so many challenges and heartaches that we have been through that almost tore us apart, this is finally happening. I am finally getting married to Alexei Viktor Volkov.