Her Volkovs #Book 3

Chapter 15

Belle's POV

"Baby...youre really making this hard for me. If you don't want my throbbing cock in between your legs, you better be done with your plan, asap."

His voice is deep and hoarse, I did not hear a hint of humor on his tone. So I took a dive and bit him on his neck so friggin hard to the point that Artan winced and groan in pain.

Oh my god! That felt so amazing! It's like having an orgasm without actually having sexual intercourse. It's weird but is feels so damn right.

I looked down in embarrasment, doing my best not to meet Artan's eyes. I bit my lower lip and curled my hair to the back of my ear.

I leaned to the side to take an ice cube from the other compartment where the bottles of liquor are displayed. I wrapped the ice cube with Artan's hanky and placed it on the now blood red bite mark on his neck.

"I'm sorry Artan. I can't help it. Forgive me." I said wrapping my arms around his neck as I speak.

His answer was to insert his hand under my dress right in the middle of the slit. I hit his hand immediately, it made a crisp slapping sound.

The crazy man soft chuckled, "Okay, I will forgive you if...."

I removed myself from the embrace and looked him in his eyes while squinting,"If?"

"You let me kiss you." He answered, no removing his arms around me.

"Fine, just one kiss."

It's just one kiss, compared to the damage I have cause this man I decided, why not. "Okay."

Without hesitation he leaned forward and connected his lips to mine. I reciprocated his kiss and leaned forward it made Artan rest his back on the leather seat. When I removed my lips from him, a chuckle escaped my mouth instantly because my dark red lipstick stained Artan's mouth, he actually looks funny. The Albanian Mob Boss with smudged lipstick on him is so damn cute.

"What?" He crinkled his eyebrows, looking all puzzled by my reaction.

"The lipstick looks good on you Artan."

He shook his head with a tiny smile on his face. I removed the stain from his mouth gently using my fingers, the crazy man still manages to plant kisses on my hand in between wipes.

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Moments later, our convoy pulled over at a familiar looking mansion. This is where Alexei's birthday party was held. This is the exact mansion where that night happened. The night I finally lost my virginity to Nikolai.

I am now sitting right next to Artan, he grabbed my hand and squeezed it, sensing my sudden change in mood.

"Hey...just say the word and we will be out of this place immediately."

I am tempted to take Artan's heed and just retreat back, but I figured this will be the best time to end the war going on between him and Nikolai. Matushka is here and perhaps she can help me settle the two Mafia Bosses, to stop this senseless violence going on so that I can finally move on with my life and focus back in rearing this baby inside me.

I have done some thinking and the best way of moving forward is to leave New York for good. After this mess I have made clears up, I am going home to my parents and come clean. It would take a lot of courage and some swallowing of my pride to once again face my father and admit to his face that he was right all along, that going to the U.S was a mistake from the very beginning.

parents will accept me back or maybe I will cause my Father's sudden heart failure if he knows that I got knocked up

can you promise me one thing?" I squeezed his hand back and looked him in his

"What is it baby?"

lessen your smoking and drinking? If I get to clean up this mess tonight, you and Nikolai will go back to the way you used to be before I even entered the picture or at least you will try to

you saying

to make sure that everything is alright before I leave for

Youre not leaving! If this is because of

my baby. I have already made up my mind. Okay? Let's go inside,

gun to his back before getting out of the limo. Artan's men have already got out of

body, causing chills to run down my spine.

and some are in their suits. Most of them are smoking and standing upright while looking at our entourage. They have guns slinged

already some people in the open air tent. A band is playing in the background and they are all wearing white suits and dresses, one

had a way then losing it

had a heart then but

sleeping now, the dark is too hard

now the strength I need

stepped inside the tent and instantly saw the man who

lights that

it when

so I tell myself that I'll

when

the Russian

they're calling , calling, calling me

Calling, calling, calling home

lights that

it

This feeling is too familiar. It's like a rewind of the first time I saw him. My first love and the man who first claimed my

few feet away from the band, holding in his hand a glass of drink, looking

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Nikolai's POV

hair. My Arabella

fucking wound, she's with the bastard I itch to drown in a pool of acid and bury alive a thousand feet below the

stupid indiscretion. I shouldnt have let her go. Now that bastard is all

have always known that she will

to nab

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Belle's POV

"My princess Belle!"

classy empire cut dress. Her brunette hair is tied with pearls in a loose pony

to embrace me as she approaches our direction. She

"Matushka, I miss you."

and inspected me from head to

am so glad

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