Her Volkovs #Book 4

Third Person POV

Artan is holding a gun in his hand, on his way to the kitchen. He can't believe that Belle, the love of his life, was holding on to her life on his own watch. She was dying right before his eyes. He walks past Alexei who just came from the privy. The Volkov brother rushes to the dining hall realizing that something is wrong.

The Albanian Mob Boss entered the kitchen; his men had already gathered the restaurant personnel in one place. Adnan, grabs the chef who prepared the food for the Russian Mafia and pushed his face to the kitchen island. "He was running Boss."

"I did not know that Mrs. Volkov is allergic to olives I swear Mr. Bogdani!" The man is all sweaty and stuttering in fear. Besian took the chopping board and holds the chef's hand in place.

"I despise being lied to especially when the life of someone I love is on the line. Now tell me, who did this?"

"I swear to god Mr. Bogdani, please --- ahhhh! Ahhhh!" The man screams in pain as Artan stabs the knife through the chef's hand. The blood gushed out of the wound instantly.

"If any of you so much lie to me, consider yourself dead. Now, I need a name." Artan warned the rest of the people inside the kitchen.

A teenage boy steps forward in fear, "Mr. Bogdani---."

"Pietro!" Growled the chef.

"It was a lady, her name is Victoria. She was talking to him before the Russians arrived."

Artan signals the boy to come to him. "You did good Pietro." He taps his shoulder and gives the boy a faint smile. He then signals the rest of the kitchen staff to leave.

"I did not have a choice, Mr. Bogdani! They have my family. Please!"

Bang!

The sound of the gunshot to the head rang inside the kitchen ominously. The chef drops lifelessly. His blood dripped down the floor slowly forming a warm pool of red.

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Belle's POV

"Where is the goddam Epipen!" Nikolai exclaimed as he carries me in his arms.

Everything around me is starting to blur. I can already hear a faint ringing in my ear as things begin to move in slow motion. I am holding on to my husband, desperately gasping for air. I need to breathe for mine and my babies' sake.

"It's in the car Boss. Dmitri is on his way." Boris answered.

"We don't have time. We are taking her to the hospital now!" Alexei said frantically.

I held on to Alexei's hand tightly. Truth be told, I think I can't last a minute more in this situation. I have had several allergic attacks before, most of which were fatal -- to the point that my father banned the use of olives and its derivatives in my former schools, workplace, and the presidential palace. It was ridiculous, to say the least but it was all for my own good.

We are on our way out when Dmitri came back with a gunshot on his shoulder. My heart is starting to palpitate because apparently we are being attacked and this damn allergy is trying to kill me at the same time.

"The SUVs are not an option now Boss." Dmitri said as I.V helps him tie a towel around his wound.

"We can't get to the helipad either. They disarmed my men and took my pilot." Axel inserted as he approaches us. He and his men are already pulling out their guns as if preparing for the worse.

"It's the Germans. My vehicles are on standby but we have to go now. My people are holding the place for as long as they can." Said Artan while loading his gun with bullets. He looks like he just came from the gunfight himself. Oh my goodness.

"They are with Sergey." Nikolai said.

There's silence the moment my husband said Yvanslov's name. They looked at each other as if expecting it already.

"They want war. Let's give them war." Axel answered.

Nikolai and Alexei look livid. "We will get our wife to safety first. And we need that EpiPen now." Nikolai said.

My consciousness is slowly fading; whatever it is that they are planning to do they need to do it now.

"It's going to be okay baby. Look at me. I will not let anything happen to you and our babies. Alexei and I got this." Nikolai said as he cups my face.

of the New York underground criminal world for a reason. And now I am going to see them

of us, holding up his guns in both hands. Axel is to his

we hurriedly exited the hall. It's the signal that our men are already engaging in a gunfight with the Germans-the

we went past the entrance, bullets started to fly here and there. The sound of the shots vibrated in my ears in a deafening clatter. Smoke began to float in the air as the bullets shatter almost anything and anyone they came across with. The Germans fell to the

be good. Hospital is not an option boss. It's too far from

this point, I can feel my eyes slowly shut down. I think I have an idea of what I look like right now. Let

His eyes widened in complete and utter horror. He even said something to

look like a chubby pufferfish at the moment -- probably with big swollen purple lips, purple spider veins all over

that gets worse by the second. The tightening of

breath." Are the only words I was able to muster before my world completely

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Third Person POV

thing that could save her life was carelessly left in the SUV. How could he let this happen is something that will haunt him for

her. He just needs to figure out how to get the epinephrine from their SUV before his wife, the only person that is keeping him sane, succumbs to this fatal allergic reaction. The Russian Mafia Boss refuses to look at her because the image of Yelena's face keeps flashing like a fucking nightmare. The thought

shit so he immediately took his attention. He handed his guns to Dmitri to talk to his brother

You hear me? Remember, you are going to be a father bro. Can

as he immediately went back to his

at his brother. "We will get what we need from the SUV and do what we

we do

lets out a wicked smirk. "You know, I could kiss you right now.

Dmitri snorted in unison. Alexei knows that joking him about this irritates Nikolai to the bone. And that's exactly what he needs right now. A vicious, ruthless and a mad Volkov-- the brother that

face before I shove down the

lets out a content smirk.

the underboss is worried that Belle might not make it. Not only that they are

mind, he will make the people who did this to Belle,

of the building where Boris, I.V and Artan's men are waiting. There are already several men lying dead on the surface,

said, while signaling his men to

and their plan is to send out decoys so the Volkov brothers can go

placed Belle on the back carefully while the other men got

I will talk

got it from here. Just take care of her." Said

the passenger seat. The stillness inside the vehicle is deafening while waiting impatiently for the SUVs

afar, which meant that Axel and Artan are now being tailed by the Germans. Nikolai then cruised through the exit of the car park and accelerated their way out. Unsurprisingly, they were unknown armed men guarding in front of the

old times brother." Alexei said.

Nikolai answered as

to drift the Cadillac through the most ideal spot to commit multiple manslaughters. The

car sped away in seconds before a loud explosion blasted everyone within

exclaimed. "Goddam! Where did Dmitri get those babies

kid is a psycho." Nikolai said

enough from the blast still looked jaded. They attempted to shoot back, but it was too late. From behind the

his automatic guns, making sure no one gets away alive. One by one, they fell to the

to their SUV and took the black bag in

thin air, another group of armed men appeared from the building. Nikolai flashed a signal light to Alexei,

against the group of men, anticipating what is about to happen. He secured the

do for love." Whispered

to do. He nodded and held his guns in

Nikolai said to Belle as if the

sound of the shots coming from the automatic long guns of the enemy. The sparks from the tip of each barrel look

shoots non-stop while the Cadillac suspends in the air momentarily, covering him from the countless

opened while Nikolai transfers to

Alexei said playfully, grunting and touching his side while speeding

brother's side. His

referring to Nikolai's wound on his thigh. He then

punctured the epinephrine on Belle's thigh. He waited