Her Volkovs #Book 4

Chapter 19

Belle's POV

Sebastian the delivery guy is none other than Axel De Alba, the head of the Cabana Cartel. He looked

in my direction a couple of times but I just hiss at him. I actually don't like his guts anymore.

I don't get why he had to pretend to be someone else when he could have just introduced himself that

time. I mean, how hard is it for a boss to be a normal human being for once?

"You've met De Alba?" Nikolai asked, clenching his jaw while looking in Axel's direction. And I can see

that the Cartel Boss is enjoying every bit of reaction he's getting from Nikolai. If looking at someone

could kill, Axel would have been dead minutes ago.

I placed my palm on top of Nikolai's hand and squeezed it gently to get his attention. He's holding the

gold wolf head of the cane tightly, the veins in his hand are already showing.

I told Nikolai how Axel and I met and it looks like it pissed him off even more. This is not a time for a

jealous Nikolai. We are in a business gathering and he should be focused on business and not some

petty jealousy.

"What's that fucker's problem?" Alexei said with furrowed eyebrows, as he sits beside me while holding

a glass of liquor.

And this is definitely not a good time for a jealous Alexei. Two jealous Volkovs is not a good

combination. It's a friggin recipe for disaster.

"Apparently, they've met." Nikolai responded to Alexei.

I swallowed the lump in my throat. I feel like I did something wrong although I don't see why this is

supposed to be my fault.

"I did not intend to keep this from the two of you. I did not even know that the man who delivered food

to me was--him." I answered and I'm so close to getting annoyed, mad even! "You two are making it

sound like I enjoy being in this position. I don't!"

"What position exactly?" Nikolai asked. I don't know if it's just my pregnant hormones messing with my

mood but his question left a bad taste in my mouth.

I removed my palm from the back of his hand. In my mind, I'm already screaming my response to his

question. The position of being accused of being a whore! Oh wait-- let me be exact. The Russian

Boss' whore. The Albanian Boss' whore. And now the Cartel Boss' whore!

I kept my mouth shut. I'm so mad at him right now. I squeezed my palm just to prevent myself from

completely losing it and landing a slap on his face.

I attempted to stand up but Nikolai already caught me by my arm, pulling me back to my seat.

"Let go of me at once or I swear to god Nikolai I'm going to leave and go back home tonight and I don't

mean New York." I say as calm as possible but deep inside, I want to transform into a full-blown

hormonal bitch.

"Do not let go brother." Alexei said, with a fake smirk on his face while raising his glass of scotch to

someone in the crowd. He's smiling but his demeanor is causing chills to run down my spine. "One

more talk about leaving us and I will drag you myself back to New York and lock you in the fucking

basement on a fucking leash wrapped around your neck. You know I will enjoy every second of it."

Alexei rarely gets mad but when he does, he is dead serious and it's scary.

"You and your brother are sick in the head." I tried to remove myself from Nikolai's tight grip but after

several attempts, I gave up because it actually hurts.

To make matters worse, Axel is approaching our direction together with his entourage. My goodness!

What is this man's problem? Boris remained standing blocking the way behind the velvet rope while

Yuri and Dimitri await Nikolai's signal.

My husband drinks his scotch first before signaling the boys to let Axel De Alba's entourage in. His men

and Nikolai's men squared off, face to face, looking so damn serious that they can actually snap each

other's necks. Axel's men took one of the chairs and placed it to face right across Nikolai and when he

was able to comfortably sit down, the Cartel boss ordered one of the servers to give me something

from the silver platter.

It's a tiny box with a royal blue ring studded with diamonds. The design is almost like the blood-red ring

that Artan gave me, the female version of his ring. And now that I have noticed, it's also similar to the

dark green and diamond ring that I'm wearing right now that Nikolai made me wear among others. This

must be some kind of a conglomerate symbol or something.

Alexei snorted and he looked annoyed more than anything. He spoke in Russian which his brother also

responded in the same sexy language. The tension lingering in the air is undeniable. And it is also

starting to get the attention of the people in the ballroom.

"For her protection, just in case." Axel said while looking at Nikolai. This time all of Nikolai's and Axel's

men are surrounding us while facing the crowd. The Cartel Boss then stood up from his chair, took the

box, and attempted to step in my direction.

The audacity of this man is astonishing! It's like he's not even concerned by how Nikolai might react to

his actions. I have never seen a man as unfazed as him towards the Russian Mafia Boss, towards

Volkov. Maybe perhaps he's a Boss in his own right as well. I mean, not just a Boss but someone who

has equal footing in the Conglomerate as Nikolai.

My husband, despite his wound, stood up from his chair. He has not spoken a single word to Axel and

that's what scares me the most. I know my husband too well. He does not mess around when it comes

to protecting me.

Before anything happens, I decided to interrupt. "Nikolai, may I speak with you, Alexei and Sebast--- I

mean Axel somewhere private?" I held on to Nikolai's arm and ignored the Cartel Boss. I really wanted

to dismiss Axel De Alba myself but then I remember that he is the host of this year's Conglomerate

Meeting and I know how pride is a big of a deal to a man, let alone to a crime Boss, so I decided to

confront him without the whole Conglomerate witnessing, lest I unwittingly start a mob war.

The nearest private place that we could hideout is the kitchen. When we entered, especially when they

saw Nikolai and Axel enter side by side, all the kitchen staff and the chefs froze like they saw the gods

or something. Between the steam from the boiling pots and the sizzling sound of the mouthwatering

food that they are cooking, complete and utter silence filled the room. And then with just one flick of

Axel's hand, they dropped whatever they are doing and left the kitchen just like that. The Cartel Boss

and the Mafia Boss' men waited outside while the four of us were left in the kitchen.

Just to be perfectly sure, I took all the knives and dumped them all inside the drawer.

"Baby, careful with the knives please!" Nikolai said and I can sense that he is already hanging by a

thread.

"Princess, don't worry, I'm not gonna be using a knife if I have to kill De Alba, that's for sure." Alexei

inserted while looking at Axel. The Cartel Boss just drinks his scotch with a smile on his face.

"Shush you two! I know what I'm doing." I too am running out of patience. I am still upset with what they

did to me a while ago in the ballroom. I have always known that Nikolai and Alexei are control freaks.

And I understand that they are being like that for my own protection but I also have a breaking point.

And I swear I'm so close to that point.

Axel is talking to Nikolai and Alexei while looking at me intently as I go back to my husband's side. My

hands are already itching to slap him on his lying face.

The time when he introduced himself as Sebastian was unacceptable. He acts like we've known each

other for so long. It's weird.

"Mi amorcita." Axel said without a single regard that he is literally just beside both my Nikolai and

Alexei.

"Fuck you De Alba." Nikolai interrupts. He then talked to Alexei in Russian, grabs me by my arm, and

pushed me lightly towards his brother as if shooing me away from the scene.

I fought my way to remove Alexei's hands off of me. "You don't get to just push me around Nikolai! Let

go of me at once Alexei! And you Axel! How dare you! Stop calling me amorcita because we are not

friends and I am not your Amor. Whatever it is that you are trying to do, the answer is no! I do not need

your protection! I am Volkov's wife and Nikolai's ring is the only protection I need in the wives' meeting.

So thank you for your concern but I don't need your protection. Did I make myself clear?" NôvelDrama.Org holds this content.

He just looks at me intently. His lips parted momentarily before a smirk is formed on his face. My

goodness! What is wrong with this man?

"Now will the three of you please, give me some space! My arm is about to bruise because, for the

most part of this night, I have been dragged, pushed, and controlled and quite honestly, I feel

suffocated and hungry! I need air, and this----bacon." I grabbed a handful of bacon strips from the plate

on the counter because, to be honest my stomach has been rumbling. "Also, don't kill each other just

yet, you have a Conglomerate to run. Excuse me." I attempted to leave but Nikolai was about to protest

so I connected my pointer finger across his lips to prevent him from talking.

"I'm going out, breathe some fresh air and eat my bacon in peace. Nobody touches me or I swear I'm

going to lose my mind!"