Her Volkovs #Book 2

Belle's POV

The barbeque party is going very well. Some of the wives of the elders of the Russian Mafia introduced themselves to me and offered their greetings and whatnots. I'm still in the middle of Nikolai and Alexei at the center table. My boys are drinking and talking to Vladi and others.

Most of Nikolai's men are older than him and Alexei but the respect of his men towards the two despite the age gap is undeniable. Nikolai and Alexei are treated like gods. And I'm not even exaggerating. The words of Nikolai and Alexei are the laws of the Russian Mafia.

There are some women, mostly blonde thin women that would almost offer themselves to my Nokolai and Alexei judging by the way they look at them. I am actually surprised that there's not a single pint of jealousy or insecurity in my heart despite the fact that these two can get any woman that they want in just a hand gesture. It could be because Nikolai and Alexei does not make me feel insecure at all. These two are full on TEAM BELLE, all the way without hesitation, one hundred percent smitten on me and only me. Nikolai said that Yrina is nothing to him, and I believe him. He said he needed to do something for his father, and Im going to support him no matter what.

In our table is Vladi's family, the elders and their wives and other men. Im drinking iced tea because I dont feel like drinking alcohol. Nikolai said this is just the first stop. In just a while, they will be bringing me to other places where the Russian Mafia do business and operates.

"Ahhh she's here.. darling Natty, come over here." Said one of the elder's wife. She's sitting right next to her husband at the very corner of the rectangular table to the left. She's referring to Natasha. Yup, the Natasha from Volkov Holdings. She glanced at Nikolai and greeted him first then me and Alexei.

I glanced at Nikolai and my future husband just smiled faintly and went back to his serious self, ignoring the merrymaking of a welcome that the woman did when Natasha arrived. I wonder how Natasha is related to the woman and the man. Natasha is wearing a black dress that hugs her thin body. Her golden blonde hair is tied into a pony tail while she's clutching a purse in her hand.

"Papa." Natasha said while kissing the not so old man on his forehead.

Oh, so Natasha is one of the elder's daughter. That might be the reason how she was able to work at VH.

Her mother was glancing at Nikolai while talking to Natasha. The bitch, I mean Natasha on the other hand just looks down and would glance in our direction from time to time.

"You haven't eaten that much. Don't you like the food? What do you want? Tell me." Said Nikolai while his hand is wrapped around my back.

To be perfectly honest I have been wanting to eat but for some weird reason, my taste buds would not cooperate with my enthusiasm.

"Here try this one. You will like this." Said Nikolai while stabbing a huge ass sausage and pointing it towards my mouth. He is sporting a wicked grin while trying to be funny. I smack him on his arm and pinched him very tightly.

"I think I prefer your sausage Nikolai. Can I have it instead?" I retorted.

Nikolai's grin grew even wider.

"Sure, do you want mine with eggs on the side?"

I smack him again on his arm and shook my head in amusement. He is at it again.

To my surprise, Alexei slid his hand in between my thighs while his attention is in the other direction. Nikolai saw it and quickly followed Alexei. I instantly remove their hands from my thighs while smiling innocently.

I bent over to Alexei and whispered in his ear. "Behave."

The two however insisted on putting their hands on my thighs, so I just let it go and allowed them to do what they want to do.

"Seems like just yesterday, my little Natasha and little Volkov used to play together when they where little kids." Natasha's mother said. It looks like she really didn't mean any harm in reminiscing the past but after what she said, there's this awkward moment of silence lingering in the air. Some men immediately looked down on their plates and some glanced at me perhaps waiting for my reaction.

Nikolai instantly drinks his beer and made a few gulps. Alexei did the same thing. They both look like they knew what's going to happen next.

Hmmmm...so Nikolai and Natasha were childhood sweethearts? This explains a lot. This is why Natasha hated my existence at VH. It is pretty obvious that Natasha has feelings for Nikolai. And it's also pretty obvious that Nikolai doesnt give a damn about her.

"Honey, why dont you get me some barbeque over there?" Said Natasha's father to his wife trying to break the ice. He then pats Natasha's arm signaling her to go with her mother.

Vladi attempted to salvage the situation by clearing his throat. "Who wants some borscht?" Said Vladi while being handed by his wife a huge bowl of red soup thingy with vegetables.

All of a sudden, my stomach turned and I feel like all the iced tea and food I have been eating are going up my throat. Oh my gosh, what is that awful smell? I think Im going to pass out from its stink alone. I feel like Im going to puke any moment now. I quickly covered my mouth and nose and dropped my face on Nikolai's shoulder.

"Hey, what's wrong?" Said Nikolai, I can feel him breathe on my neck.

"Nikolai, that awful stinking smell. Get rid of it please." I said while still burying my nose on my future husband's shoulder. It's actually from that borscht Vladi brought to the table.

Oh gosh, my lips went dry and I feel like all the blood rushed away from my face. Nikolai handed me a glass of water and made me drink it.

"We're going to the clinic." Said Nikolai all worried.

"No Nikolai, I'm okay. It was just that red soup. There's nothing to worry about."

Alexei noticed what's happening and said something to Nikolai in Russian.

"This is not the first time? What is happening baby?" Scolded Nikolai, after hearing what Alexei said.

"Nikolai, you're overreacting. I'm okay."

Nikolai's frown did not decipate from his face.

"What do you want? Do you want to eat rice?"

"Uhmm maybe later? I want some chocolates with almonds and chips, the salty one and french fries." My

mouth is watering just by the

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thought of the food I just mention to Nikolai.

Nikolai instantly signaled Vladi to get my request at once.

Nikolai crinkled his eyebrows and looks at me. "What's up with chocolates and salty chips?"

"Let me be Nikolai.."

"So my wife is not a fan of Russian food?" Said Nikolai to my ears.

A smile formed on my face and I retorted. "At least I'm a fan of Russian sausage." while I run my hand on his bulge.

"Don't tempt me baby." Said Nikolai.

"Or what Nikolai? You're not gonna make love to me in front of your people aren't you?"

I gasped for air when all of a sudden Nikolai made me sit on his lap and wrapped his right arm around my waist while placing his other hand on my thigh. "Don't ever underestimate my craving for you Mrs. Volkov."

Nikolai kisses me on my lips. I then placed my hand on Nikolai's nape and made small strokes with my fingers as our lips lock.

"So, Natasha...she's your childhood sweetheart."

"As far as I can remember I was not really a sweetheart kind of kid back then." Nikolai whispered while planting small kisses on and around my left ear. "Yah? How about now? What kind of a boy are you?" I said, while talking near his lips.

"I'm your exclusive sexual machine lover boy, 24/7 at your service maam." Said Nikolai and then making a salute.

Alexei then instantly scooted over beside us and butts in.

"Can I join the party?"

"No." Said Nikolai and me in unison.

"That's pretty mean." Said Alexei while crinkling his eyebrows. "Give me back my shirt." Alexei pulled my shirt towards his direction while frowning like a kid.

Nikolai and I just chuckled at Alexei.

"Nikolai said he's my exclusive sexual machine lover boy, how about you Alexei?" I asked teasingly.

"Hmm.. I'm your exclusive personal

boy toy. You can exploit this..... anytime sweetie. " Said Alexei while winking at me and raising his shirt and revealing his six-packs.

I just shook my head at the naughtiness and arrogance of these two.