Her Volkovs #Book 2 novel Chapter 37

Belle's POV

The SUVs pulled over at the air strip where a private jet awaits us. It has a gold monogram V right next to the main door. Oh my gosh, this is soooo cool. So my Nikolai owns a huge ass private jet? This bitch might have to demand dinner in Paris every weekend.

The two are wearing sunglasses sporting their usual serious expressions but with a hint of occasional pleasant smiles as they glance in my direction. Damn, it's pretty hard not to stare at them like a fangirl. I feel like Im the luckiest woman in the world being loved and protected or overprotected by not only one but two drop dead gorgeous mad men.

The two are holding my hands as we walk towards the jet. The wind is blowing my hair and dress to the side so Im trying to hold down my flowy dress with one hand to avoid revealing my soul to the world but Alexei quickly grabs it back to him and clutches it tight.

"Where are we going Nikolai?"

He cocks his head to my direction and lets out a soft smile. "To your parents."

Oh. My. God. Did he just say that we are going to my parents?

"Say what Nikolai?"

"It's about time your father and I talk."

My lips parted in complete awe. Oh my gosh. I instantly panicked. My heart is pounding very hard it made me halt and squeez both their hands. I thought we are just going on a vacation in a cabin somewhere far away where there is snow, the three of us are gonna be snuggling beside the fireplace, be in our love bubble without any care to the world. Wow, if Nikolai's purpose is to surprise me, he might have exceeded his goal way too much.

What would Mama and Papa think if I go home with two men holding my hands with the intention of keeping me for good? Sure I told Nikolai that he needs to meet my parents first before we marry but a lot of things have changed since then. First is Alexei. Oh god, what would my parents think and most importantly how would they react if they find out that their daughter is in bed with two Russian men who conveniently happen to be the Boss and the Underboss of the Russian Mafia? The mere fact that I'm being shared by these two is enough reason to cause either my Ma or Pa's sudden heart failure or god forbid their early transition from this world to heaven.

If I get lucky, Pa would just lock me down the basement and give me food rations and daily needs for my sustenance like a prisoner thrown down the rat's hole for punching the warden in the face.

The two are looking at me all baffled while waiting for my response.

"Nikolai, Alexei are you sure about this?"

"I have never been this sure in my life baby."

"Relax princess we got this."

"My parents doesnt know that Im in a relationship and Im getting married. All they know is that their daughter is in New York, taking pictures with the statue of liberty while teaching special kids part time."

"Then what do you want me to do?" Asked Nikolai impatiently. Wow, he sure is having some major mood swings as of late.

"You could have at least told me about your plan so I could have prep my parents in accepting all of these or at least let them know that their daughter is coming home with the news that she's apparently getting married."

"My plan? As I remember it clearly, you want me to meet your parents first. Why do I feel like youre making an excuse not to marry me?"

Oh my god. Here we go again. If I dont know any better, I would think that Nikolai is going through menopause or andropause or something. Any moment now, I am sure he is going to mention Artan in the conversation.

"You are overreacting Nikolai. All Im saying is...."

"Is what Belle? Just fucking tell me if you dont want to marry me so I dont look like a fool running around telling people that you are my wife, my Mrs Volkov, when in truth all youre thinking about is that fucking Albanian."

There it is. God, Nikolai is so exhausting to argue with.

"What is happening to you Nikolai? Why are you so obssessed in assuming that Artan and I have something going on?"

Nikolai places his hands on his waist while gazing away from me. He told me after our make up sex a while ago about what I said to Artan the night I got drunk, and I suspect he's still hung up on that. Dammit, why did I have to get drunk and say things that I actually did not mean?

The three of us are standing face to face. Alexei is placing his hands inside his pockets while observing me and Nikolai. I cannot decipher Alexei's expression because of his sunglasses.

"I'm going to marry the fuck out of you so we are going to your parents, end of."

Said Nikolai sternly while grabbing my hands and clutching it to his side. He then drags me towards the private jet recklessly like he always does when he's mad.

Oh god, at this point I'm alread trying to hold back a giggle. Did he just say that he is going to marry the fuck out of me? He sure has a way with words in expressing himself. I heard Alexei let out a snort the moment he saw what Nikolai did. I just let Nikolai drag me because I know that there's no stopping him now, especially when he is obviously drowned in anger. He continued dragging me up the stairs. There are two flight attendants already waiting for us.

"Welcome aboard Mr. And Mrs. Volkov." Said the one to the right. They are both wearing white shirts, black skirts with dark green scarfs wrapped around their necks with a gold monogram V on them. They are both beaming with smile as they greet us. Nikolai however just went past them. I let out a faint smile at them before my Nikolai was able to drag me away from them.

I cant help but look around in awe at the interior of the private jet. Everything is creame and white except for the shiny wooden walls seperating the main deck and the four sleeping bunks near the rear part of the plane. To the right are three single chairs aligned in column. There are four chairs and a wooden table to the left side beside the windows. All of the chairs have gold monogram V on them as well. On top of the table is a vase full of red daisies, a bowl full of chips, a plate full of french fries and chocolates.

One of the four chairs next to the window to the left has a white furr sheet placed on the backrest. That is where Nikolai placed me and fastened my seat belt tightly effectively immobilizing me.

"Don't fucking move baby." Said Nikolai while making sure that my seatbelt is tight enough.

I bit my upper lip in an attempt to hold back a smile. Oh gosh, what does he think I will do? Run away from him?

I looked at Alexei who is now sitting right across me smirking like a puppy. I just shook my head on him. I know even Alexei cant stop Nikolai from entering the borderline paranoid schezophrenic phase. Nikolai then sat beside me and took a deep breath.

"Eat." He ordered. He runs his hand through his hair it made the two flight attendants huff like they are seeing the dreamiest man in the world. I just giggle inside. Yes girls, he has the exact effect on me. My Nikolai and Alexei are just too handsome for their own good.

I intertwined my arms in front of me and looked outside when all of a sudden..

"B!!!!!!"

When I looked towards the door's direction, I saw my bestfriend with a wide smile on her face. She is wearing skinny jeans, boots, a shirt and a leather jacket. Yuri and Boris are following her from behind.

I wanted to stand up and hug her so tight but obviously I cant so I just wave at her. I hugged Nikolai instead for allowing Amy to come with us.

"Thank you Nikolai."

Nikolai plants a kiss on my lips while everybody in the plane watches. I cant help but blush. My future husband runs his hand on my face while planting small bites on my lower lip.

"Nikolai..." I said while removing my lips from his. "Maybe later?" I whispered to his ear. He lets out a naughty smile in response.

Alexei stood up and made A sit right across me. My bestfriend's eyes are glittering with joy. I know for a fact that she has been wanting to go home to her mother but my ever loyal bestfriend chose to stay here in New York with me. Even if she's not saying it, I know that she thinks I cant take care of myself, the same as the people around me like Nikolai and Alexei and of course my second bestfriend Dylan. Speaking of Dylan, I wish he's here with us because I know that it's been a long time since he saw his mother. It would have been perfect if not for the fact that my two boys hate my second bestfriend.

Amy instantly took chips from the bowl while her eyes are still glued to me. Nikolai and Alexei stood up to have a conversation with Yuri and Boris and the Captain.

"Mrs. Volkov, champagne?" Said the one with a red hair.

"Oh no thanks, perhaps my bestfriend wants some." After knowing what I did last night It would be for the best interest of all that I stay away from intoxicating substances.

"Hell yeah." Said my bestfriend. The flight attendant poured champagne in Amy's glass. The other girl offered a sweet smile while handing us warm towels.

"Mrs. Volkov, just press the button under your table so we can attend to your needs at once."

"Thank you... Jass." I said glancing at her nameplate. She nods and helps the other girl in pushing a cart towards their station.

"Mrs. Fucking Volkov? Dont tell me you got married without me knowing. Spill it B!!!!." Said Amy while leaning towards me.

"No A, Nikolai wants me to use his last name even before we get married, that's all."

"Wow that's pretty sweet....so how do you do it?"

"Do what?"

Amy signalled putting two penises inside her mouth. My eyes widened in horror. Oh my god.

"A!!!"

"What? Okay okay."

I just shook my head on her. Her perverted mind is on it again.

"Let me guess, your butt hole is not virgin anymore, isnt it?" Amy added without any hesitation. I gasped in horror and placed my palm to cover my mouth.

Amy is laughing like a witch while slapping the table in front of her.

"Oh cmon B, dont tell me the two havent asked to do you from both sides yet."

"No!!!! Oh my gosh! Shut up A!!!" I kicked her foot under the table because I can see from the corner of my eye that Alexei and Nikolai are approaching back.

"Princess, you look flustered."

"Uh..Im fine Alexei, just having a conversation with my bestfriend."

Amy placed a handful of chips all together inside her mouth and looks at me teasingly. I shook my head on her signalling not say a single word again. My gosh. I cringe just by thinking about the possibility that my Nikolai and Alexei will most probably ask for whatever it is that Amy is trying to say. I quickly brush off the thought.

"I'm going to the lavatory Nikolai."

Nikolai looks at me first like thinking about it and then unhooks the seatbelt he tightly placed around my thighs.

I then walk on my side passing through Nikolai's. To my surprise, my future husband slaps my bum and runs his other hand under my dress. Alexei smirks like a puppy while looking at Nikolai molest me. My bestfriend on the other hand covered her mouth while giggling.

I slapped Nikolai's hand it made a sound. He just drinks the champagne from the glass while his lips are pulled to the side letting out a naughty grin.

"A..."

"What?"

"You said you want to pee." I said while shooting a glare at her.

"I did?" Amy said looking all confused. I cock my head to the side signalling her to come with me.

"Yaaah...gosh hahaha I almost forgot, my bladder is about to explode." Said Amy. Geeee could she be more obvious than that?

We both went inside the lavatory. My bestfriend and I are face to face while whisper talking.

"What the hell A!!! Youre driving me crazy!"

"Hahaha! B, youre already crazy waaaaaaay before I drove you crazy so don't give me that tone."

I intertwined my arms in front of me and looks at her while pouting my lips. My bestfriend plants a kiss on my pouting lips hoping to ease me down. She hugged me and looks me in the eyes intently like she's about to say something.

"B, can you remember what happened last night?

"No, but Nikolai told me about what happened."

"Hahaha! Oh gosh B, you really nailed it this time, you have no idea."

Amy told me in detail what happened last night, including what happened in the shower, the brawl between Dylan and Alexei, the arrival of the Albanian Mob and Artan, the face off beween Nikolai and Artan, the crawling in the ground and the slamming of my face to the iron post. Now I understand why Alexei asked me about Ironman. Godammit! Note to self, do not drink too much ever again.

She also told me in detail about what I did and said to Artan which made me realize why my Nikolai reacted that way.

"Im sorry if I used you so that the Albanian Mob will come to my brother's rescue. I didnt now what else to do B. Your lovers are surely going to beat the hell out of Dylan had the Albanian Mob not come."

"I understand A. This is all my fault."

"B, it's not your fault the people around you want to protect you the best way that they can. Please dont ever say that again."

I hugged my bestfriend tight and rested my head on her shoulder.

"I might have underestimated Artan's desire over you. I mean that man is mad about you B."