Chapter 30
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Niki 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.
Niki 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 Niki 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!"
(Niki growls madly and attacks Artan once again. Artan fell on the ground as Niki punches him on
the face many times. Blood sttering everywhere)
Niki: "You fucking Bastard!!!!" (Growls)
(Artan was able to recover and grappled Niki. This time, Artan is punching Niki on the face.)
Artan: "She needs to stay away from you if youre gonna go head to head with Sergey! He wille
after her if he finds out that she''s your wife!"
(Niki was able to grab a hard wood and mmed it to Artan''s neck making the man groan in pain.
Niki stood up and pulled Artan to him. He snarls as he meets Artan eye to eye with a clenched jaw.)
Niki: Who the fuck gave you the fucking right to tell me how to protect my wife?! My family?! Belle is
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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! (Niki pushed him
away, making himnd on his back on the ground)
Artan: He was able to put a bullet in your father''s head. The great Vyachev, 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."
Niki winced as I press the cotton ball directly to his cut on his left eyebrow.
"Don''t ah baby me Niki! Why did you have to brawl with Artan? I thought somebody ," I red 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 Niki? Just so we''re clear, I am your wife! Your WIFE Niki!" 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.
"Oh so you two find this funny?!"
"Princess..." Alexei interrupts while stepping closer to me.
"Do not princess 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 no BABY for the two of you tonight!"
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Niki''s POV
Fuck me she''s so beautiful. My darling Belle. My always sleeping beauty. The mother of my first child.
What did I ever do to deserve you?
My cock hasnt been himself since this woman came into my life. It grew brains and been acting on its
fucking own without my permission, mostly in ces and at times I do not want him to be twitching and
pointing forward to the wife''s pussy.
God that pussy! I''m gonna fucking eat that juicy piece of plump meat everyday for the rest of my life
and until myst breath.
She will be the death of me. I am now resolved.
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Alexei''s POV
My sweet princess. Mine and my Brother''s queen. Ourdy love.
How can a woman be so mad and look so beautiful and pure at the same time?
It is taking everything in me not to bend her over and wrap my hand around her neck, choke that little
throat of hers and ram my cock inside that divinely luscious ass.
Fuck! This woman will be the death of me. I know of it.
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Belle''s POV
Artan chuckles as I sermon to the two. Matushka is tending to his bruises on the sofa right across us.
He and Matushka are sitting side by side. He is wincing in pain as Matushka Irene pushes the icepack
on his bruised eyecircle.
"Oh..Fuck off!" Niki howled.
Matushka just shook her head and ignored Niki. Artan is looking at me intently just like how he looks
at me when we were still together. I gazed away and focused my attention to Niki.
Perhaps my husband noticed what was Artan doing so he grabbed the roof of themp shade behind
him and instantly threw at Artan''s face. Artan was able to catch it and hurles it back to Niki.
"Niki Vyachev Volkov! Do not make mee to you baby boy!" Matushka scolds.
Artan chuckled again, mocking Niki after hearing Matushka say the words baby boy. Matushka Irene
sighed in frustration and looked Artan sternly. "Artan, you stop immediately or I will make you stop. You
choose."
Artan cleared his throat and looked serious once again. "Good boy." Said Matushka.
This time Niki was the one who chuckled 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 thing Matushka is
here. I don''t know if I can handle these men quite like her.
"Matushka what happened? Why did this happen?" I asked.
Matushka halted from what she''s doing and made Artan hold the icepack. "Come with me." She said,
walking her way towards the study.
She shut the door and gestured me to sit on the sofa right next to Niki''s table. She poured a drink to
a ss and slopped it all the way down. "Vodka. I would love to pour you a ss princess but because
youre pregnant I will drink once again for little Volkov." She again pours the drink and finished it in one
gulp.
She snarls as if drinking the worst bottled spirit, "Ugh, disgusting! I hate Vodka. The fascination of the
Volkov men including my husband Viktor and Vyachev to this thing is the only reason why I force this
down my throat." She said while holding up the bottle.
"Matushka, I think we should not leave the boys outside, especially when Artan is here."
"Don''t worry about them. They''re gonna be fine. They want to kill each other I know, but they will not do
that because of you. The irony right? Isnt it amazing how one precious pussy can do that?"
I swallowed at Matushka''s words. "I did not intend for this to happen."
"Oh princess, I know. I know." She said while cupping my face. "You have to understand that men will
be men. Sometimes, we just have to let them solve their own issues. By letting them be, they get to
hold their egos in tact and their balls inside their pants. Do you understand?"
Uh, I think. Kind of?
"You mean, you let them fight so they can go back to being friends again?"
"Well, they still don''t know it yet but yes. Hopefully. But before we canpletely untangle and move
past this, you have to do your part."
"My part?"
"Yes princess. Since you are in the middle of this. You need to talk to Artan. He needs to hear it from
you. Give the man closure. He deserves the truth from you."
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I don''t know how Matushka was able to convince my boys especially Niki to leave me and Artan
alone in the living room but here I am, face to face with the man himself.
The moonlight is beaming through the windows and down at us. Everything around is still and quiet.
The weather is bing colder by the day and this night is not an exception.
I took the icepack and pressed it on Artan''s face. He slowly took my hand and held it tightly, kissing it
slow and soft and then pressing it on his roughly bearded face.
"Don''t. I know what this is all about. Please don''t say it baby."
I feel like my heart is being crushed into tiny pieces. The man in front of me right now is a lonely man.
His sadness transcends through me and I think no one, not even Matushka can ever understand that.
The connection we have is something that only me and Artan can fullyprehend.
But I know that Matushka is right, Artan needs to hear the truth from me. He deserves closure directly
from me.
"Artan, please listen to me. Niki and Alexei own my heart. No one and nothing can ever change
that."
He leans forward and cups my face, pulling it close to his. "What we had when we were together was
something special. I felt it. And I know that you felt it too. Tell me that meant something to you?"
I blinked a couple of times to prevent myself from tearing up. "Artan, I care for you and for Aria. I do.
Perhaps more than I should. But I don''t love you. I have never loved you."
He looked me in the eyes intently as he takes in my words.
He then leans down and connected his forehead to mine. We both closed our eyes but I felt him smile
and heard him softly chuckle, "Just one question." He said.
"Okay."
"If I met you first before Volkov did, would you fall in love with me like how youre in love with him right
now?"
I disconnected my forehead from him and looked up to meet him in the eyes. "You are not hard to love
Artan. Even in just a short while that I spent time with you, I havee to know the real you. You are
sweet and lovable. You are a wonderful dad to Aria. Your men cares for you. And most importantly, you
have a very impressive man buns."
He lets out another chuckle and finally lets go of my face. He leans his back on the chair without taking
off his gaze from me. "That did not answer my question baby."
I understand that he wants to hear the truth and so here it goes, "No. I think my heart would still be
reserved for Niki regardless. He would still be the man I''m going to madly fall in love with first, and
then Alexei. I believe that am destined for them and to nobody else but them Artan."
There''s a moment of silence after I said that. Artan''s facial expression however is one that is calm and
"You heard her. You cane out now Volkov." He said as if talking to Niki.
Secondster, my husband appeared from behind the wall next to the living room. He slowly walked
towards our direction, sat beside Artan, and crossed his thighs over the other.
He looked at me intently and for some reason, I found myself blushing in embarassment. I looked away
trying not to meet him in the eyes.
I stood up from my chair and attempted to leave, "Uh, it''s gettingte. Good night boys...."
A squeal escaped my mouth when I felt my feet brushed off from the ground as Niki carries me in
his arms looking disturbingly serious and quiet.
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Irene with Yuri and Alexei in the kitchen.
Yuri: You did it Madame. The Boss heard what the Mrs. said to the Albanian.
Irene: That''s great! I believe this calls for a celebration. (Pours wine to some sses and gave them to
Yuri and Alexei )
Alexei: So your n was to let my brother hear what Belle will say to Artan?
Irene: Yes my dear son. More than Artan, it is your brother who needed to hear what his wife has to say
to the man who is trying to pursue her. Niki heard what he needed to hear from the princess and
Artan. Hopefully, the Albanians won''t have a Volkov problem anymore.