Her Volkovs #Book 3

Artan in his office together with his other men, Dardan, Besian and Adnan. They are drinking scotch while Artan tends to his manhood.

DARDAN: (Clears his throat to get the attention of Artan) Boss, more ice? (Shows a straight face, can't help but pull his lips to the side, all amused.)

ARTAN: (Looks at Dardan sternly.) Wipe that smile off of your face Dardan. Do you think this is funny?

DARDAN: Not at all Boss. Ms. Belle was a little frail last night. I'm sure she did not hit the ....uh....main artery.

Artan's men was not able to hold the amusement and snorted in unison.

ARTAN: Get the fuck out before I shoot all of you in your fucking heads! (Moves uncomfortably in his chair while holding the ice pack on top of his crotch.)

His other men went out of the room except for Dardan, Besian and Adnan.

BESIAN: I can't believe your patience is finally paying off. You slept with Volkov's girl last night? My man! ( Bumps glass of liquor with Artan)

ADNAN: The Russians are not gonna take this one lightly the moment they know about this. You are poking the motherfucking wolves, brother! We havent even recovered from the last blow.

BESIAN: (Reached for Adnan's shoulder) Relax brother, the Boss got this. Am I right Boss?

ARTAN: The deal with the Escobar Cartel will push forward. I just have to seal it first before Volkov pulls some strings and derail our business again. The Escobars have a long history of bad blood with the old man Vyacheslav and I will capitalize on that to get back what has been taken from me.

BESIAN: And before they know it, we are back in the drug world with a fucking vengeance. Ahhh, I can't wait to see Volkov and Alexei's faces when they see you with the Escobar Cartel in your hands and his wife Bella on your lap.

ARTAN: (Artan saw black the moment Besian mentioned Belle in the conversation. He points at him while holding a glass of scotch in his hand.) Watch your fucking mouth! You do not disrespect her in front of me. Her name is Belle and she is not part of the deal.

BESIAN: (Adnan looks at Besian with a you fucking deserve it look. Besian cocked his head to the side realizing that he should not have opened his mouth regarding his Boss' girl.) Okay Boss, my bad.

DARDAN: (Taps his phone after talking to someone from outside.) Boss, Ms. Belle is here.

Besian and Adnan looked at Artan who is obviously surprised to hear that Belle came for him.

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Belle's POV

I don't know exactly what I'm doing here but I understand that Artan deserves an apology from me. I really did not mean to do that to him last night. My cousin Devon once told me that the best self defense I can do especially when a man is attacking me is the ninja kick. Which is basically a kick on a man's crotch as hard as I can. He said that it's the most painful thing that a girl can do to a man, aside of course from breaking his heart. It's like the equivalent of giving birth or something.

I swear to the heavens, I did not intend to kick him on his man parts. I was just trying to get away from him. I did not even realize what I did until this morning.

"Ms. Belle, come in please."

Dardan is sporting a naughty smile while leading me inside Artan's office at Bogdani Cargo. Well that's a first. The Dardan I know is always serious and business like.

"Thank you." I said in response.

When I entered, I saw Artan and two other men drinking and talking. How many times do I have to tell this man to stop drinking for the sake of his daughter?

The two other men instantly gazed at my direction the moment they noticed me. They both look like Nikolai and Alexei's age. They are all wearing suits and as per usual exude the mobster frightening presence, just like Artan's.

I quickly zoned out from the two because I suddenly felt like I was being stared at from head to foot. I looked straight at Artan who has a piece of cloth covering his whole thigh and legs and I'm assuming that the bulging thing in his manhood is an ice pack. I bit my lower lip in an attempt to suppress a giggle. I am a bad person.

"Put that down Artan." I said sternly as he attempts to drink again. His lips slowly pulled to the side as he looks at the glass as if deciding to drink it or do what I said. "Artan."

while putting the

what I'm about to tell you needs

in front

Besian is the brunette one. They remind

my name is

hand as well but this one leaned forward to kiss the back of my

smiled at them faintly and focused my

want to tell me that

And how many times do I have to tell

for kicking your..." I swallowed the lump in my throat and continued. "Your... uhmm." Gosh! I never thought it's this hard to say a man's body part. I bit my lower lip as

from their mouths in unison. The alcohol scattered

"Shit.." Said Adnan.

"Fuck." Said Besian.

is now looking down the floor as he tries

listen! Now I'm in this super embarrassing situation. Goddammit! Really Belle? Of all the words to describe

face heat

pulled to the side. I quickly turn my back

me by my neck just below my left

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Belle's POV

of me Artan." I said, as I try to push him. I actually hate myself for even feeling

The very reason why Nikolai was drowned in jealousy half the time that we were together. Those pictures

while holding me around my back tightly

don't

and I need you

slowly forming in my eyes. My

took a white handkerchief from his pocket and wipes it on my

near you nor bother you. I will just be around. Ill be looking

him. I went out of his office

looked at me including Artan's other men the moment I went out of the door. I

Amy asked while she and Dylan

vacation?" I

why so

"I need to think."

what? What happened inside with

"I hate him."

doesn't

to ignore

"B, what happ...."

of you prying into my life A! You are making decisions for me without even thinking of

sudden outburst. I squeezed my palm as I struggle to hold back my anger. Dylan just remains silent and did not

on the way home inside Dylan's car. Amy sat at the front passenger seat while

about you Belle?" Said Dylan

outside and did

accused of making decisions for her and prying into her life. I mean, she can clearly decide for herself. Look at her, she's pregnant and the father of the baby is

straight to the gut. I placed my palms on top of my thigh and fisted my hands as I struggle to hold back my tears. Sadly, the people you love the most are the people who can hurt you the most. Nikolai, Alexei, and now Amy have proven that to be

couple of times to prevent myself from crying again. I did not justify my bestfriend's

the rear view mirror but I instantly looked away. Pitty is the last thing