Her Volkovs #Book 2 novel Chapter 24

Belle's POV

When we arrived home, I asked Alexei to have the chef from Dile come over because I want him to teach me how to make bread. If I can't cook a decent meal, perhaps I can make edible bread. Hopefully.

After several minutes the chef arrived with the woman he's always with. They brought all the ingredients and some tools with them.

Goatee is resting on his makeshift couch. I feed him with green leafy vegetables. Poor Goaite, so thin and weak. I'm gonna make sure he recovers fast so I can bring him to a farm or something.

We are on the center island of the kitchen. Alexei is sitting right across from me doing something on his phone. I'm wearing Alexei's shirt. I rolled a portion at the back and tied it to a bun making it a crop top. I borrowed Yelena's pink daisy dukes and just stood barefoot. I collected my hair into a messy bun.

After several minutes I'm already mashing this soft white thingy flour mix the chef already made for me because my patience has already run out. I don't usually get impatient towards anything, this time however is different, perhaps because of my frustration about what's happening between Nikolai and I. Everything that has happened last night, and the fact that Nikolai went to Boston to see that woman, are slowly eating me up. I realized I'm actually angry, mad even!

I punch the flour mix and squeeze it as hard as I can. My sweat is already dripping on my neck. And I can feel my body heat up because of this anger I feel inside me.

"Princess, don't overwork yourself."

"Let me be Alexei."

To my surprise, Nikolai arrived. He has a bouquet of red daisies in his hand and he's looking at me as he enters the kitchen. He is wearing a grey suit and as per usual instantly filled the room with this indescribable godlike charm.

Nikolai is inching closer to me. I just stood and continued squeezing the flour mixture. My sweat is dripping down my neck and chest.

"Baby.." Said Nikolai while drawing close to me.

The chef and the other woman quickly went near the oven and turned their backs on us. Yuri and Boris are standing at the entrance of the kitchen.

I on the other hand did not say a single word. I just continued with what im doing.

"I'm not going to apologize for what I did last night. I have all the right to react that way. You gave me no choice."

Why am I not surprised by this? He sounds like the other Boss I know.

Nikolai stood right next to me. I can already smell his icy cologne.

I added another handful of flour to the mixture. Nikolai slowly slid the bouquet of red daisies in front of me.

I rolled my eyes and instantly took the flowers and fed them to goatee.

"Here buddy.." Goatee chewed the flowers. "Good boy."

"Meeeh." Said goatee.

"You know goatee, you talk more sense than someone I know."

I heard Alexei snort like he's holding back his laughter.

"I'm gonna shoot that animal down if you won't talk to me." Said Nikolai all too seriously.

I shot a glare at him. Oh god, he looks like he's not kidding at all.

I went back to my position on the center island and continued mashing and squeezing. One thing I know about my future husband is that, he can't stand not to touch me, and what better way to punish him than depriving him of that touch.

"Don't you dare touch me Nikolai."

"You're mine, I will touch you whenever I want to touch you."

"Oh, just like Yrina? You go to her whenever you want to go to her like I just don't exist?" I looked at Nikolai sternly.

He then gestured everyone except for Alexei to exit the kitchen. After everyone exited, Alexei also followed, leaving me and Nikolai.

"She's just a business partner."

"A business partner who touches your chest and looks at you like she's obsessed with you?"

A smile is slowly forming on Nikolai's face. Unbelievable! At this point, the anger inside me is starting to boil up. I inhaled deep and sighed hoping to calm myself down. I then turned my back and went to the sink to wash my hands.

"You're jealous." Is this man being serious? Ya think Nikolai?

"It's nice that you are very happy Nikolai. If she makes you this happy why don't you marry her? Here, give this ring to her instead. I think she'll be more than happy to give you babies you have been wanting."

I then tried to take the ring from my finger but Nikolai grabbed my hand.

"Don't you ever take this ring from you Mary Arabella Volkov."

"I'm not yet a Volkov, so stop calling me a Volkov." I flicked his hand from me.

"You are still not a Volkov because you don't want to fucking marry me!"

I parted my lips in disbelief. Oh my god. I can't believe Nikolai can be this unreasonable. He then inched too close to me and meets me in the eyes.

"Why baby? Do you prefer to be called Mrs. Bogdani instead?"

How come this has become my fault now?

"How many times do I have to tell you that Artan is nothing to me!"

"Then why aren't you believing in me when I say that Yrina is just a business partner?"

"You went to Boston without even telling me and that's beside the fact that we still have a problem that needs to be fixed. How would you feel if I do that to you Nikolai? You made me feel like I don't matter!"