Her Volkovs #Book 2 novel Chapter 33

Belle's POV

We are on our way to Amy's. Nikolai and Alexei are looking ahead, not saying a single word. My mind is still dazed. I don't know what to think. I'm stupefied.

Moments later Nikolai's phone buzzed. He taps his phone and answered the call. "Wait for me in my office. Yes."

The SUV pulled over in front of Dylan's house while Nikolai is still on his phone.

Alexei went down to give way to me. I was about to walk away when suddenly Alexei grabs my hand making my body collide against his. He then wraps his arms around me while clasping my hair.

"You mean the world to me, princess." Said Alexei gently. The look of uncertainty is painted all over Alexei's beautiful hazel eyes.

I slowly remove myself from Alexei because I can feel that my guards are slowly crumbling down. I love him. I love Alexei with all my heart and soul. I just needed time to think away from them. I turned my back from Alexei and walked towards the house. I took the keys from our secret spot and opened the door. I can feel that Nikolai and Alexei's SUVs are still there. I closed the door behind me and rested my back on it.

Several seconds later, Dylan appeared from the kitchen. He's on his usual rugged jeans without a shirt on. His perfectly chiseled arms and torso are very prominent. His hair is brushed to the back.

Dylan is holding a small bowl of food in his hand. Its obvious that he was not expecting to see me. I tried to act normal but deep inside me wants to scream and sob.

"Belle?" Dylan crinkled his eyebrows while looking at me

"Dy." I offered him a smile.

Dylan quickly placed the bowl on the small table next to the couch and paced towards me. I know what he is about to do so I quickly interrupt him. I dont want to break down in front of Dylan.

"Is Amy here?" Dylan instantly halted and looked at me in the eyes.

"Belle, it's almost eight pm, she has night shift remember?"

Of course. Amy's on night shift.

"Oh right. I completely forgot Dy. I dont have a phone thats why I wasnt able to call before coming here."

"Huh, youre just here to see me. Cmon Belle, you didnt have to do this. Just admit that you miss me." Said Dylan arrogantly trying to lighten up the conversation.

"Ah, I'm busted." I said while offering the best smile I could let out considering my circumstance. "So can I stay here for a while?"

"Are you kidding me? This is your home Belle. We are family. You are always welcome here."

"Thanks Dy."

"Ill just stay at Amy's room." I said while walking past him.

"Hey, are you okay?" Said Dylan while grabbing me by my arm.

"Yah." I held his hand and squeezed it tight. "I guess Im just tired."

Dylan looks like he's not buying my words. I turned my back on him and quickly paced towards Amy's room and closed the door.

I switched on Amy's music player and pumped up the volume so no one can hear me cry. I then ran to the bathroom, turn on the shower and sob.

Images of the illegal activities of the Russian Mafia keep on coming back in my head. Those sex clubs disgust me to the bone. It's like a hotbed of infidelity and unfaithfulness. Those men and women engage in sex with other people like it's just nothing and they are doing it while many are watching like an orgy or something. And the thought that my Nikolai and Alexei most probably might have joined and engaged in those kinds of activities makes my stomach turn.

The drugs that the Russian Mafia deals affect many lives, including lives of children and their families. I know for a fact that Stephanie was rescued from a den where her parents took drugs. They were drug addicts and they brought Stephanie with them in a place no normal thinking parents would bring their child in. The same is the case with some of the children from St. Mary's. They were abandoned because of the involvement of their parents in drugs, either by dealing or using.

And the killings, those men who look like they have been beaten so bad before having been slit on the throat and shot in the head. Not to mention their fingers and tongues being cut and sliced just like that. It was merciless and brutal.

The fact that what I have seen were just few of the Mafia's illegal ventures makes me think about my future with Nikolai and Alexei. Seeing the reality is much worse than being told by words. That was by far the worst and most horrifying sight I have seen in my entire life. It's like all the vileness that humankind can think of is being done on a regular basis by the Russian Mafia.

I sat on the floor while I let the warm water run down my body.

Can I live like this with Nikolai and Alexei forever? What if I get pregnant and have babies? Will my babies do the same thing as their fathers? Can I stand watching them grow up in their father's world? The Russian Mafia's world? Can I bear the fact that my babies will surely be like their cold blooded criminal fathers? Amy was right. What's next if I get married to Nikolai? What's next if I get pregnant bearing the child of the Russian Mafia Boss?

Another sob escaped my mouth. I curled my knees to my chest and lock my legs in place with my hands wrapped around. The tears are now flowing along with the drops of water from the shower.

"Belle?"

Dylan enters the bathroom and slowly sat beside me. He is now getting wet while still in his jeans. He rested his back on the wall and placed his forearms on top of his knees allowing me to rest my head on his ripped left arm.

"I knew something was wrong. You can tell me while your first bestfriend is still at work."

I can see on Dylan's middle finger a ring similar to Artan and his men. Oh my god, Dylan joined the Albanian mob already.

"Dy, are you working for Artan now?"

Dylan just nodded and pulls his ring up and revolves it around his finger.

"Dy, you can still back out. I can talk to your Boss. Artan listens to me. You dont belong in their world. Im sorry if I didnt tell you this earlier when you asked my opinion but Im telling you now, you can still walk away from them."

Dylan looks at me like I just said the most ironic thing in the world.

Right. Who am I to tell Dylan to get away from the Albanian Mob if I myself am in bed with not only the Boss but also the Underboss of the Russian Mafia.

"Dy, my point is you can still walk away before you..."

"Belle, I made a choice." Said Dylan interrupting me.

"You dont understand Dylan! Please hear me out. I just saw two men brutally killed under the orders of Nikolai and Alexei. And Im sure the Albanian Mob does the same thing. You dont belong in the Mafia Dy." Im already on my knees facing Dylan's side.

"Belle, it is you who dont undersand. You might not know this but I have lived in the underground world for almost half of my life. Hell, Im fighting underground Belle. It's was just a matter of time before it becomes official."

I rested my back on the wall as I sit on the floor all defeated. Dylan looks like he has made up his mind. This is all my fault. If not for me, Dylan would not be introduced to the Albanian Mob.