Her Volkovs #Book 4

Belle's POV

"No! A bullet has just been removed from your thigh! You are not fit to stand let alone travel to another continent. Tell him, Dr. Marcus." I said firmly dismissing Nikolai who is now insisting to still leave for Colombia despite his wound. The man could not even stand without help from his brother. How does he expect to attend the Conglomerate meeting in his condition?

"Madame Volkov is ri-" Says the poor Doctor who is obviously halted by Nikolai's death stare. My husband's piercing green eyes instantly disconnected when he noticed that I caught him doing his 'I'm the Boss' thing again.

"Leave us." Ordered the stubborn man. Dr. Marcus and the other boys exited the room. Only me, Alexei, and Nikolai are left inside.

"This is not up for discussion Nikolai!" I exclaimed, standing my ground.

"Babe, come here." He says, tapping his uninjured thigh.

I wanted to protest but then I thought that I am the very reason why he's in this situation. Not to mention the bonus slap I gave him on the way to the clinic.

I slowly slid in between his thighs and sat on the other one carefully. He winced in pain but at the same time, he held me tight around my waist then planted kisses on my chest. I then wrap my arms around his neck as tears threaten to fall from my eyes. "I'm so sorry Nikolai. I never meant for this to happen. I swear it was an accident."

"I'm not sure baby. I was an inch closer to not having future Volkovs." He replies, referring to the wound very close to his balls.

"So fucking close to shooting blank rounds all your life, brother." Inserts Alexei, making light of the situation.

I know what's going to happen next. He's going to use the guilt trip on me so he can make his way. And he is going to do that through his beautiful dark green eyes plus the unwavering support of his brother, the other love of my life. I am not going to fall prey to this. I am not going to look straight to his eyes. I swear I'm not.

20 seconds and a jet plane ride later....

'Buenos dias! Welcome to Colombia!' Greet three women wearing teenie tiny bikinis and colorful flower garlands. And guess who's not ashamed to show his fascination towards the lady greeters?

"Dimi boy, I hope you listened to your teacher during Spanish clash." Said Alexei teasingly. Smiles are plastered on all of the boys' faces while looking at the women swinging their hips, dancing while putting the garlands around our necks one by one. Yuri, Boris, Dimitri, Alexei's men, and our remaining bodyguards, including their Bosses are clearly enjoying the view quite well. I just shake my head in defeat-- men.

"Nikolai, Alexei would you want me to practice shooting again?" I said calmly while giving them the crazy girlfriend glare.

when you're territorial. Turns me the fuck on." Whispered

one for the team. Your shooting practice

inside. Who would have thought something good will come out in accidentally shooting your husband?

welcoming and warm reception, Nikolai nods to signal his men and just like that, the boys went back to

back away from the women and went ahead to the reception of the Coco Cabana -- the name of this exclusive hotel and luxury country club -- to confirm our arrangements and to make sure that the demands of the Volkov Mafia have been met. Apparently, this place is owned by the host of this year's Conglomerate

to each other while all other families will occupy the other houses situated inside the several hundred acres of this exclusive club. There's

De Alba planted his roots first in the southern and western hemispheres of New York while Papa Vyacheslav, fresh from Russia,

This created worry and panic in the underground criminal world. New and old gangs scrambling to take advantage of the situation, the two Bosses did not have a choice but to forge an agreement. They agreed to stay away from each other's businesses and pledged to the mutual existence of the crime families. This marked the beginning of the Conglomerate. The Russian Mafia and the Cabana Cartel being at the top management have two

the facade of peace. They still hated and competed against each other. Alexei, with a hint of arrogance and pride, revealed to me that Papa Vyacheslav came out as the victor against Antonio because, for one, Vyacheslav has more powerful alliances, which means he gets to make crucial decisions backed by the votes of the majority of the Bosses. And two, as petty as it may sound, they competed on who gets to

husband was born first. I now completely believe Nikolai when he says

me that I should spend more time with Matushka so she can tell me more of these

to the point where Alexei had to recall the death of Viktor and Vyacheslav and how initially they thought that it was the De Alba's who had them killed in retaliation to the death of

since no one

De Alba killed but Alexei said that Papa Vyacheslav denied having to do with Antonio's death. I did not have the chance to further ask more questions because Nikolai demanded my snuggles when he woke up from his

and sports a prim and formal overall appeal. He greets Nikolai and Alexei and he looks like he knows my boys already. He then escorted our entourage towards the receiving area of the hotel where everyone has to show up for a short formality before going to the respective vacation

may we roll out a wheelchair for your convenience?" Asked the man who welcomed us. I'm sure that he meant well in offering

thank you. I would have had it written down in the list of my demands

"Uh I apologize Mr.--"

like to proceed with the authentication process as soon as possible. We have had

per usual, Nikolai and Alexei's mere presence turned some heads as we walk towards the receiving area reserved for the Russian

down. It's pretty obvious that the man is in pain even if he tries hard not to show it. "Can you hold this for a while,

particular with this cane because he doesn't allow anybody to

that he looked

Nikolai." I

He said while lightly brushing the back of