Her Volkovs #Book 4

Belle's POV

Nikolai and Alexei are still outside the boathouse with Andrey, Boris, and Dimitri. I'm in the SUV waiting for them to finish so we can all have dinner and go home. Yuri is now out of the Mafia. I did my best to keep him from leaving but he still chose to leave. And so I will let him be. I am done crying. I have to get past this and focus my attention on the loves of my life. I will not let this swallow me into sadness. My heart is aching but I will choose not to sulk. I have two men to take care of and two babies coming very soon. They need my full and undivided attention.

I dialed my phone and called Nikolai as I look at him from the SUV. He must have felt his phone vibrate on his chest. When he realized it's me calling, he answered it while looking straight at the SUV. "Nikolai, when you're done, I want to leave. If you have other business to attend to, I want to come with you. Also, you can eat my pussy tonight."

I see him adjust his tie even though all I can see is his silhouette surrounded by smoke and the light reflected by the water. "That is an offer I will never refuse." He replied.

"Hand the phone to your brother please?" I asked. The man nudged his brother and gave him his phone.

"Da?" Alexei said. He must not know that it's me on the phone.

"Alexei, I want to make love after you're done with your appointments tonight. We'll do it gently if you're afraid to hurt me." I bit my lower lip as heat crawled up my face.

It's been a couple of days since the three of us had sex. Mainly because the doctor advised us to give it a rest for a while after our exhausting trip to Colombia. She did not tell it to my face because the two are also beside me, but I read between the lines. What she really wanted to say was that 'girl give your vagina a rest for goodness sakes, two dicks a night might be the cause of your god damn abdominal cramps' Much to the dismay of Nikolai and Alexei.

"You know what I would really like princess?" He said as he smoothly walks away from his brother and the rest of the men facing the dock, his back against the direction of the SUV. All I see is his perfectly tailored suit and one hell of a sexy back. Dammit!

I gulped, "What is it Alexei?"

"You---sitting on my face." He replied, with pure lust.

I bit my lower lip as I did not know what to say. Just the thought of it makes me writhe in anticipation.

"My tongue brushing every inch of that sweet chubby pussy, gliding up and down and in circles. I will suckle your clit gently until I hear you moan my name. Then, I will go down to your pussy hole and reach as deep as I can, all the while collecting your pussy juice. I'm going to play with it with my tongue and drink it like vodka."

In the name of the father, the son, and the holy spirit. Lord, please forgive me for enjoying whatever this man is saying.

The man sure knows how to do phone sex correctly. I wonder if Nikolai would want to take advice from his brother? I just giggle inside.

I honestly did not know what to reply. I am completely speechless. I'm not going to think of Vodka the same way again. Thanks to his sexually charged statement about the drink that represents their heritage.

Alexei chuckles, "What's the matter princess? Did you bite your tongue?" He continued arrogantly. This time, he faces the SUVS direction, his other hand inside his pocket.

I instantly canceled the call and launch my back on my seat. I fanned my face as I feel like overheating. Oh my goodness. My pregnancy hormones are not helping my cause at the moment.

It took a little while for them to reach the SUV as Nikolai still uses a cane to walk. Although he is healing fast, in fact, I think in a few days, he can already walk without limping. That man's stubbornness sometimes really works for him.

They both took their seats beside me. I tried as hard as I can to not meet Alexei in the eye because I know that he will just tease me.

"I would kill for some Vodka right now." Andrey exclaimed as he sits at the front passenger.

"No!" My voice higher pitched than normal. Nikolai, Boris, and Andrey all looked at me as if wondering what is up with my reaction. Alexei however just snorted while smiling naughtily. I instantly shoot him a look.

"Ugh. What I mean is, Andrey should not drink Vodka because it's too early." Geez.

I then reached for Nikolai's and Alexei's hands and held them towards the armrest of my seat. "I do not want to talk about Yuri anymore especially in the mansion or in any of our conversations," I said while looking straight ahead on the road. I reckon this is the best way to forget about him. To never speak about him and just let him go.

"Andrey, you can take his room for as long as you want." I said to the brother of the man who just broke my heart. I know that Andrey cares for his brother even though they grew apart. He brought me to the boathouse without hesitation when I begged him to, even though he might get in trouble.

I have requested Nikolai that we have dinner in a restaurant instead of the mansion- an opportunity to get myself some real food. Not just vegetables and fruits. I feel like I'm slowly turning into a goat if they will continue feeding me with leaves and grass. This brings me to my next concern.

"Nikolai, where is goatee?"

My heart skipped a beat when our SUV swerved to the right momentarily before going back on the right side of the road. Boris must have lost his focus for a moment. Alexei instantly scolded the big man, letting out expletives in Russian.

Nikolai on the other hand shoots Boris' a sharp look on the rearview mirror. I feel like the Mafia Boss turned into the old Vlad the Vampire. If only looks could hypnotize and kill. Yikes.

I just brush Nikolai's arm to let this one go. I know my husbands are just looking after our safety but it could be that Boris is also affected by Yuri's departure from the Mafia. He could cut the man some slack for this one.

"Nikolai, baby. I was asking about goatee."

"Goatie is food. I mean - good. Goatie is busy grazing the grass near the lake baby." Nikolai answered.

"Yah? How come I did not see him there?"

"You will see the animal tomorrow. Isn't that right Boris?" Nikolai replied.

The big man just grumbled like he usually does when he doesn't necessarily want to speak.

On our way to dinner, perhaps Nikolai noticed that I'm already tired and sleepy so he made me sit on his lap and cuddled me as he and his brother usually do. I'm trying not to show that I am actually exhausted after what happened tonight but my pregnancy is really making it hard for me to even pretend to be strong -- at least physically.

He brushes my belly with his hand as he plants kisses on my neck and cheek. "My beauty and my little Volkov beasts. What do you think they're doing inside?" He whispered.

"I'm sure they are eager to see their amazing fathers." I answered.

"I'm pretty sure they are eager to punch me in the face for always fucking things up with their beautiful mother." He replied.

"That too. But, before that could happen, did you know that we can already hear their heartbeat?" I whispered while resting my head on his shoulder.

"Really?" He asked with a small smile on his face. His eyes are twinkling like the stars. My heart could not almost take it. He really is happy because of these little ones.

"Yes. We can do it tomorrow if you want?"

"Are you kidding me? Boris, cancel all my engagements tomorrow."

I just shook my head at him. Oh Nikolai.

We are at an exclusive club, apparently for the super-rich of New York City. That is why it was no surprise that when we arrived there we saw Artan and Axel De Alba having dinner with their men and some ladies who look like supermodels. We just went past them as they were a little far from the part of the club where we are being escorted.

Seeing Artan with another woman however, makes me feel weird inside. Yes, I want him to move on and find a nice woman who can take care of him and Aria but at the same time and for some selfish reason, I don't.

I do not like what I am feeling right now. So I just focused my attention back on Nikolai and Alexei. I held hands with Alexei while Nikolai is talking to some men who came over from the other lounge table. When we arrived in the club, I could really tell that most if not all know Nikolai as they would glance innocuously, pretending to not care. Exactly how powerful and influential Nikolai is in mainstream New York still amazes me. He has managed to be on top of his game in being the Mafia Boss and by owning legitimate businesses at the same time, of course with the help of his ever-supportive brother. "Sit on my lap." Whispered Alexei while tapping his thigh twice. I obliged and sat on his lap. He wraps his arms around my waist as he squishes me tighter to him.

"You should not have gone to the boathouse." He said. I know he will start lecturing me again so I covered his mouth and rained kisses on his cheeks, it made the man chuckle. I do not want to talk about the boathouse as it will just lead to us talking about Yuri.

"Mr. Volkov, reserve your energy for tonight. Don't waste it into lecturing me okay?" I said teasingly.

"I always have energy for fucking. It just comes naturally by being with you." He retorted.

I just shook my head at him. "I love you Alexei."

"I love you too my princess, my wife." He said with a certain sparkle in his eyes when he calls me his wife.

The food is about to be served and I can actually smell it. Steak baby! I feel like I'm in heaven. After so many days of being deprived of meat, this would be a nice cap for the night. I asked Alexei if I could sit back on my seat. The man allowed me to but not without him smoothly groping my ass first.

The food was placed on the table buffet style but at the same time, each of the men gets to have a huge chunk of steak on individual plates. While I wait for my food, I unintentionally glanced in Artan's direction. This time the lady is pouring a glass of liquor into the man's glass. Well, that's counter-productive. I have been preventing that man from drinking too much but this bitch just does the opposite. I decided to message Artan.

[That would be enough liquor for tonight Artan. ]

He saw the message but then he did not even bother to reply. He just placed the phone back on the table, glanced at me momentarily and then focused his attention back on the people on their table. How insolent.

He downed his glass on more time and then let the lady pour him another one. I shoot him a look as he sports this stupid smirk on his face. Now he's taunting me.

[Fine, Artan. If this is what you want, suit yourself. This is the last time you are going to hear from me. ]

I hit send, placed my phone on the table and removed his conglomerate ring from my finger. I asked Boris to deliver the ring to their table. I don't want anything to do with it anymore. If my words don't mean anything to him, I might as well remove myself from his life for good. I will just take care of Aria myself if that stubborn man dies.

Matushka insisted that it would be for the better if I still wear Artan's and Axel's rings especially now that we are at war with the German mob. The Conglomerate rule says that I am basically untouchable as I am not only considered the Russian Boss' wife but also the Albanian's and the Boss of the Cabana Cartel's wife, essentially. This means that if anything happens to me because of the mob war, Axel and Artan now has the right to meddle as it is considered an attack against their organizations as well. To me, it is an unfair rule, especially in our case. I was the one who declared the war but the only people who are in danger right now are my family.

Still, having this rule does not immune me from attacks from people outside the Conglomerate, hence the overprotective stance of Nikolai and Alexei over me.

I almost ran out of patience waiting for my food when the last plate to arrive is mine. Oh my goodness why? Green leafy vegetables. It's a friggin' plate full of leaves. They all get to eat steak while I get a salad? Are they being serious right now?

"Bon Apettit Madame Volkov." Says the server.

Bon Apettit your face, mister!

I swear I am one kale away from a meltdown. I want to cry. Like the open mouth ugly cry. I could already feel my tears threatening to fall. Pregnant hormones please be more patient.

To add to my utter annoyance, I can see Artan walking in our direction and he doesn't look like he's happy at all. His jaw is tight and I can tell that he is pissed.

Alexei just went to the privy and Nikolai is busy talking to a certain senator. So I decided to turn towards my husband to elude confrontation with Artan. But then I was halted when he got a hold of my waist and pulled me back towards his direction, albeit gently.

"You're taking away my only chance to protect you just because of one drink?" He whispered. He unbuttoned his jacket and sat beside me, taking over Alexei's seat. I looked away as he was about to kiss me on my hair. "You returned my ring but not Axel De Alba's?" He continued as if he got affected by the fact that I gave back his ring but not Axel's.

"Just go back to that woman Artan. She can obviously give what you want."

I meant the liquor, but then it did not sound right when I said it. And I am not about to justify what I meant because I would just sound so defensive or maybe even --jealous.

He had a puzzled look on his face at first and then an arrogant smirk followed. He sat more comfortably on the chair, rested his thigh over the other. The side of his index finger is on his lips as if thinking. I just took my plate and ate my salad begrudgingly without even waiting for the other boys to come settle.

"What?" I asked.

"Nothing. I am just having a great night." He replied. He then took my hand and forced his ring back around my finger. "That would be my last drink for tonight, okay? Are we good?"

I did not answer.

"Baby--" He continued.

"Fine. We're good." I retorted.

Scene of the Anonymous Call

Nikolai got a call from an anonymous number. He answered it and excused himself from the person he was talking to.

Nikolai: Da.

Anonymous: As I live and breathe, Nikolai son of Vyacheslav Volkov.

Nikolai: (Stayed silent)

Anonymous: Aren't you gonna ask who I am Volkov?

Nikolai: My bad. Who the fuck is this?

Anonymous: (Laughs) Like father like son, I see. Let me give you one piece of unsolicited advice. From the man who put a bullet through Vyacheslav's and Viktor's skull, I am absolutely certain you would want to hear this?

Nikolai: (Recognizes the thick Russian accent and the reference to his father's death.)

Anonymous: Now that I have your full attention-

Nikolai: Do you think you can play this game for long Sergey?

Anonymous: You had your people scour Boston and New York to find me. Your fake mother tortured Yrina and is now hunting down my wife. Your brother who is sick in the head beat to the pulp and decapitated every Yvanislov he can find. And now you sent your assassin to kill all of my sons---what's left of my blood.

Nikolai: It's good that you are counting and keeping tabs. I hope you enjoy burying each one of them -or shall I say, what's left of them?

Anonymous: (Silence as Nikolai obviously got into the man's head)

Nikolai: (Snorts) You are a dead man Sergey. It's just a matter of time. You started this with my father but I will be the one to finish this with you---down to the last member of your family.

Anonymous: If you kill Yrina, I have got nothing to lose. A man who's got nothing to lose is someone you should not be messing around. I hope for your sake, your father taught you that. Nikolai: My Father taught me so many things, fortunately for you, you are on the receiving end of the most part of it.

Anonymous: Careful boy, you have a lot of enemies who are all willing to help me pin you down. And they are closer than you think. You kill my daughter, everything you hold dearly will tip off one by one like dominoes.

Nikolai: Pray that I don't find you first.

Anonymous: I don't make it a habit to pray Volkov. But the people in my church think that I am a good person and I don't want to disappoint them so I prepared something for you if you don't mind. Consider this as my wedding gift to your brother who just married your wife. (laughs) How fucked up is that?

Nikolai: (Looks at Belle who is now eating her salad)

Anonymous: Aww isn't she a delicate flower? Who would have thought finding Volkov's Achilles heel would be this easy?

Nikolai's heart skipped a beat when he sees his wife struggle to breathe. She held her neck as she slowly runs out of breath. Her chest is heaving, her body is all flushed and her lips start to turn purple.000