Her Volkovs #Book 3

Chapter 7

Belle's POV

I'm sitting at the left most part of one of the long wooden chairs at St. Mary's chapel. I'm right next to

the isle at the center most part of this simple yet beautifully ornamented holy place. The sun illuminates

through the stained glass on the background of the wooden cross as different colors reach down the

floor.

I sat still and reflect upon what has been happening to me. As time passes by, the pain in my heart just

keeps on getting worse. I honestly don't know what to do next.

I just found out that I got fired from St. Mary's School for Special Children. Apparently, Nikolai was the

one who had me fired. I then recalled that time when he fetch me here before our rendezvous at the

warehouse. That was the time when he instructed something to Dr. Thomas. When I asked him about

it, he just brushed off my inquiry. I'm still trying to figure out why did he have to do this. But then again,

he is Nikolai. The Russian Mafia Boss. He does as he pleases.

I did not insist on Dr. Thomas anymore. I know that Nikolai did not give him that much choice. He is the

biggest benefactor of St. Mary's School, he can do whatever he wants in this school, even have his

own ex fiance' fired. To be perfectly honest, I'd rather that I get fired than Nikolai pulling off his

donations.

I bade goodbye to my kids without them knowing that I am leaving for good. My already broken heart

was crushed into tiny pieces as I kiss them one by one. It's the end of summer which means school

has yet to officially begin. So I visited them in their respective dorm rooms. The smiles on their faces

when they saw me were priceless.

Sylvester was the hardest one to bid goodbye to. He was clinging on to my waist while saying that he

loves me and that he misses me so much. It took so much strength from my heart to hold back the

tears that were already threatening to fall. Plus my pregnant hormones are all over the place. I was

basically a ball of sob and tears in the inside.

A snort of disbelief escaped my mouth. Even when we're apart, Nikolai still manages to hurt me, over

and over again. This baby is a constant reminder that no matter what I do and no matter how hard I try

to move on, his own flesh and blood will stay inside me and with me for the rest of my life.

I flinched the moment I felt someone sat beside me. Oh my god.

My reflexes instantly pushed me to stand from my seat but someone pulled me right back and made

me sit on his lap.

It's Nikolai.

The man who broke my heart into pieces. The man who ruined my very being. The father of my baby.

In an instant, his overwhelming presence took over my now weak body. I wanted to scream and tell him

how much I hate him for causing me so much pain but no words came out of my mouth.

He took my wrists and palmed them with his one hand while his other arm is wrapped around me. I

attempted to stand but he did not let go of me. Instead what he did next affected me so much, that I

gave in to what my heart is telling me to do. Stay.

Nikolai rested his head on my chest and slowly closed his eyes. His breathing became calmer by the

second but his grip remained tight, "I died the moment you left baby. You took everything with you

along with my heart and the air that I was breathing."

I swallow the lump in my throat as Nikolai makes known what he feels. He then lets go of my hands

and completely envelopes me in his arms.

At this point, I did not know what to do and how to react. I am confused in the truest sense of the word.

Why am I feeling like this? And why is Nikolai doing this?

"Three seconds.....just three seconds more baby...." He said as he completely buries his face on my

neck and then down my breasts. I can already feel his breathing and the roughness of his thin beard

touching my skin.

I remained still on Nikolai's lap. I looked up to where the sun illuminates. I took a breath and sigh in

defeat. I am still in love with this man.

"My little one, this is your Pa. His name is Nikolai Vyacheslav Volkov. Yes..... you are a Volkov, my

baby. You are a Vyacheslav like your grandpa and your aunt Yelena."

"I'm sorry....Ma is sorry for doing this to you."

I wipe the tears that are now falling down my face. At this point I don't know if keeping my pregnancy

from Nikolai is still a good idea. Maybe A is right. Nikolai has the right to know.

But the memory of his betrayal comes right back. That exact moment flashed in front of my eyes like a

nightmare that haunts the deepest part of my soul.

I looked down at Nikolai's face and realize that he is actually resting like a baby. He looked so peaceful

and quiet. Just like those times when we were still together. His usual serious and don't fuck with me

look disappears the moment he comes home and rests his body on mine. It's like he is a different

person when we are together. When he's with me, he is not the all powerful Russian Mafia Boss. He's

just my Nikolai. The love of my life.

Moments have past and his three seconds became a minute and then a few more.

"Nikolai..." I said as I try to get his attention.

He moved a little and I thought that he was going to let go but he pulled me even tighter, I feel like I am

going to suffocate.

"Nikolai, I can't breathe."

"Me too." He retorted.

A naughty smile formed on his face while his eyes are shut, "Your breasts are so fine. I want you to

smother me with these as my death wish."

My lips parted in disbelief. In an instant, I landed a slap on his face it echoed all over the church.

??? meanwhile ???

(Alexei, Yuri, Boris, and Dimitri are just outside the door of the church when they heard a loud slapping

sound. Their hands are inside their pockets while waiting)

Alexei: Aaaaaaand....that gentlemen was the queen's hand on the Boss' face.

Dimitri: Well, somebody's gonna go out of that door with a handprint on the face.

Yuri and Boris lips pulled to the side in amusement.

The four snorted in unison.

????

Unbelievable!!!!

I quickly stood up and walked as fast as I can out of St. Mary's Church. I can feel that Nikolai is closing

in on me so I almost ran out of the door.

"Baby, let's talk. Don't do this. No matter where you go and what you do, I'm going to find you."

I'm already fisting my palms in anger. I can't believe I allowed him to do this to me! Ughh! How can I be

so stupid!

My eyes widened in horror when I saw Alexei and Dimitri outside. Alexei caught me at the exact

moment that I stepped out of the church.

He grunts while placing me on his shoulder like a sack of flour. And then, my ass came flying in the air.

Oh my god! I cant believe their doing this to me again!

"Alexei! Put me down at once!"

"I miss you too princess."

"Well I don't! Not at all. Not a single chance. Now put me down!"

"Your bestfriend called us and she said that you went missing. We thought, where in this world can we

find an angel. Where else? In a motherfucking church. That, and Dr. Thomas called to say that you're

here."

Missing? Oh my gosh A!!!! Cant I just go out on my own? Why does the people around me always

assume that I am lost and needed help!?

"I hate your mouth Alexei!" Wow, way to go Belle.

"We'll see about that later." Alexei retorted.

Yuri opened the door of the Black SUV. Alexei placed me inside then scooted over to my side. Nikolai

instantly went in and then the two SUV's were off to god knows where.

I intertwined my arms in front of me and just looked straight ahead. My stupid tears are forming in my

eyes again and I hate it so much.

Did these two forgot the fact that they cheated on me? It's unbelievable how they act like nothing has

happened.

"I want to go home!"

"Okay. We will go home." Said Nikolai.

I instantly interrupted him. "My home is at Dylan's. The two of you should go back to where that woman

is. Don't do to her what you did to me."

"Is it true that you slept with the Albanian?" Said Nikolai while adjusting his jaw.

I am actually not surprised by this. Nikolai has a vast network, not to mention the kind of power he

holds in the underground criminal world. He is perfectly capable of knowing practically everything.

"What I do with my life is none of your business Nikolai."

"So it's true...."

"Again, none of your business."

Nikolai taps his phone and talked to someone, "Do it, and make sure you deliver my message clearly to

that bastard."

My heart instantly jumped from my chest. "What did you do Nikolai?"

"Nobody fucks with me and will just simply get away with it Belle."

"No!!! Stop! Call whoever that is and make him stop!"

I will never forgive myself if anything happens to Artan because of me. What will happen to Aria if

something happens to him? Artan is the only one left for her.

At this point, my heart is already pounding very hard. I very well know Nikolai and he is a violent man.

He is perfectly capable of destroying whoever gets in his way.

"Nothing happened. Artan and I slept together but nothing happened. Now call whoever that is and

make him stop!" Belonging © NôvelDram/a.Org.

"Why did you have to sleep with him? You left me so that you and that Bastard can .... what? Enjoy

each other's company? Do you really think that I am that stupid Belle?"

"Why is this my fault now? You cheated on me Nikolai! Both of you cheated on me!"

"You never gave me the chance to explain."

"I saw you with that woman. You ousted me from the house because of her. You both lied to me over

and over again. That is more than an explanation."

"What did you see Belle? Tell me."

I took a deep breath and went silent.

"Did you see me wrap my arm around her? Did you see me kiss her just like what you and that bastard

were doing in those pictures?"

Oh my god. How many times will this man bring up what happened in those pictures? This is becoming

ridiculous already.

"I am done telling you the truth Nikolai. I was faithful to the both of you since the beginning. It's up to

you if you don't want to believe me. Why are you even coming for me if you are so convinced that Artan

and I are having a relationship?"

Without hesitation, Nikolai answered, "Because I love you. And you are going to be my wife whether

you approve of it or not. End of."