Her Volkovs #Book 3

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Nikolai and Artan squaring off inside an old and rusty warehouse.

Both men are already sweaty and bloody. Artan's gunshot wound in his torso is bleeding, as well as his nose. His other eye is shut and swelling, slowly turning purple.

Nikolai has a busted nose and he's got a cut in his lower lip. His left under eye is slowly turning purple as well but not as swollen as Artan's.

Matushka Irene made sure that nobody gets inside the warehouse other than Nikolai and Artan. The Volkov matriarch is sitting on a chair, knitting, not far from the two.

Artan: "We both know that this is her best chance! Being a Volkov will put her in Sergey's radar and you fucking know what that means!"

(Nikolai growls madly and attacks Artan once again. Artan fell on the ground as Nikolai punches him on the face many times. Blood splattering everywhere)

Nikolai: "You fucking Bastard!!!!" (Growls)

(Artan was able to recover and grappled Nikolai. This time, Artan is punching Nikolai on the face.)

Artan: "She needs to stay away from you if youre gonna go head to head with Sergey! He will come after her if he finds out that she's your wife!"

(Nikolai was able to grab a hard wood and slammed it to Artan's neck making the man groan in pain. Nikolai stood up and pulled Artan to him. He snarls as he meets Artan eye to eye with a clenched jaw.)

Nikolai: Who the fuck gave you the fucking right to tell me how to protect my wife?! My family?! Belle is the only reason why youre still breathing Artan! I know it will break her heart if I end you. That means your worthless life depends upon my fucking whim! (Laughs mockingly) And youre telling me you can protect her better than I can? That's the biggest fucking joke I have ever heard! (Nikolai pushed him away, making him land on his back on the ground)

Artan: He was able to put a bullet in your father's head. The great Vyacheslav, the King of the New York Underground World died in that man's hand! What makes you think that he cant do that to your wife who is now carrying your first born!? Huh Volkov?!

(The two hurl profanities, insult and attacked each other all night until they both lie on the ground in exhaustion. Matushka Irene just waited for them to finish and settle their score, man to man.)

Belle's POV

"Ah...baby."

Nikolai winced as I press the cotton ball directly to his cut on his left eyebrow.

"Don't ah baby me Nikolai! Why did you have to brawl with Artan? I thought somebody ," I glared at Alexei,"said you were in a business meeting after the conglomerate meet?"

"I was...urgh!" He grunts as I press deeper to his wound. At this point I'm already trying very hard not to scream and go full on hormonal bitch to the two.

I can't believe I'm the only one in this goddamn household who did not know that my husband was in a slugfest!

"You were what Nikolai? Just so we're clear, I am your wife! Your WIFE Nikolai!" I pressed and pressed even harder everytime I say the word wife.

"That means I have the right to know everything! Especially when it involves you and Alexei!"

I can already feel my hands shake, trying very hard not hurl a very hard object at the two. I started to fume even more when he and Alexei's faces looked rather amused more than anything else.

so you two find this

Alexei interrupts while stepping

me Alexei! You and your brother can start taking your pillows and mattresses out of our bed because there will be no PRINCESS and definitely

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Nikolai's POV

always sleeping beauty. The mother of my first

my life. It grew brains and been acting on its fucking own without my permission, mostly in places and at times I

gonna fucking eat that juicy piece of plump meat everyday for the

of me. I

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Alexei's POV

and my Brother's queen. Our lady

a woman be so mad and look so beautiful

my hand around her neck, choke that little throat of hers

death of me. I know of

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Belle's POV

and Matushka are sitting side by side. He is wincing in pain as Matushka

"Oh..Fuck off!" Nikolai howled.

like how he looks at me

doing so he grabbed the roof of the lamp shade behind him and instantly threw at Artan's face. Artan was

make me come to you baby

chuckled again, mocking Nikolai after hearing Matushka say the words baby boy. Matushka Irene sighed in frustration and looked Artan sternly. "Artan, you stop immediately

and looked serious once again. "Good

in mockery to Artan. I just shook my head in disbelief. These two are Mafia Bosses yet they are acting like 13 year old schoolboys. Good

happened? Why did this happen?"

she's doing and made Artan hold the icepack.

it all the way down. "Vodka. I would love to pour you a glass princess

as if drinking the worst bottled spirit, "Ugh, disgusting! I hate Vodka. The fascination of the Volkov men including my husband Viktor and Vyacheslav to

I think we should not leave the boys

to kill each other I know, but they will not do that because of you. The irony right? Isnt it amazing

"I did not intend

"You have to understand that men will be men. Sometimes, we just have to let them solve their own

think.

fight so they

we can completely untangle and move

"My part?"

Since you are in the middle of this. You need to talk to Artan. He needs to hear it

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how Matushka was able to convince my boys especially Nikolai to leave me and Artan alone in the living room but here I am, face

the windows and down at us. Everything around is still and quiet. The weather is becoming colder by the day and this night