Her Volkovs #Book 2

Belle's POV

Artan has a smirk plastered on his face as he approaches our direction. He's holding a glass of liquor in one hand and a cigar in his other hand. He then handed them to Lena as he nears us.

"Ah Volkov, my brother!"

The three shook hands and embraced each other while I stood frozen, still in complete and utter surprise. I'm silently praying that this is just a bad dream.

"Artan, this is my wife Belle." Said Nikolai while wrapping his arm around my back and then clipping his fingers on my waist.

When Artan offered his hand, theres an awkward pause as everybody await my response.

As much as would want to scream and slap him many times on his face, I chose to extend my hand to him just to end the dead air lingering around.

Artan slowly kissed the back of my hand and said, "You are beautiful Mrs. Volkov."

I removed my hand from his and clutched it back to Nikolai's arm.

"Why have I not been invited to your wedding Volkov?" Asked Artan. He gazes at Nikolai but he quickly went back looking at me.

"I could not wait for any longer brother. Could you blame me?" Nikolai replied.

"Never brother, never. If I were in your shoes I would not let a second past without making her my Mrs. Artan Bogdani."

Shit. I swear my hand is itching to plant a slap on Artan's face right now. I am already struggling to hold it together. How could he manipulate this whole situation is unbelievable!

"I'm starting to think you're trying to snatch my wife right under my nose Artan." I don't know if Nikolai is being playful or serious but the tension slowly building up in the room is undeniable.

"Haha! I might be. Can you blame me as well brother?" Said Artan.

Thank goodness somebody cleared his throat. It's Dardan. And he just appeared from nowhere.

"Boss, the race is about to start."

~

the first race, the people in the room went back to their seats right next to the windows. I'm in the middle of Nikolai and Alexei on the sofa while Artan is sitting right across us. I'm resting my back on Nikolai's side, he wraps his arm around my back while his hand rested on my abdomen. Nikolai, Alexei and Artan are talking and drinking scotch.

cigar from a wooden box with a slide opening. Nikolai looked at me first like he is asking permission from me

placing my hand over his thigh.

my heart these past few hours. He really is trying

so the Russian Mafia has a

like a proud daddy. A smile slowly formed on my face. He is so

sounds frightening. Boss Mary Arabella."

whispered to his ear. "I have a gun Alexei, remember? So behave or Im gonna

princess." Alexei chuckled and then

tickling and teasing me,

glide my tongue on your nipples. I'm going to fuck you until

-Artan

running out of

like nothing happened. Like he just did not send me one of the most disturbing

When will

~

glass window drinking and smoking, they seem to be talking about something. The other men and women in the room are

sofa. Yuri and Boris are standing

minutes, Amy replied to my

"Shit B! Is this for real? Tell

"I wish I

what he wants. I know I told you not to tell Nikolai about Artan but things have

to this, knowing for a fact that they have been friends for a long time. But this has to stop or else Artan will keep on manipulating the whole situation. I am pretty sure he planned all these. I then remember the note Artan sent

"Yes A. I'm

capable of. He's not just an ordinary rich man. He's the effin Albanian Mob Boss!

lump in my throat is forming in my throat

"Princess...."

suddenly sits next to me, wraps his arm around my waist and looked

there something wrong?" He

talk to you and Nikolai later when

it's about you, you must tell me now

him now. I don't know how will he react if I tell him now."Later, Alexei...promise