Her Volkovs #Book 3 novel Chapter 13

Belle's POV

As I tend to Artan, I can see from the corner of my eye that he is looking down at me intently but I just ignored him. He then held my hand that is holding the towel to get my attention but I pulled away and continued with running the towel on his face, down his neck.

I swallowed the lump in my throat as I reach his chest. My goodness. This man is breathtaking. I can't even believe I'm admitting this to myself but Artan is without a doubt one hell of a gorgeous man. They even have a label for his kind.

DILF. Dad I'd Like to Fuck.

Not that I'd like to have sexual intercourse with him. It's just a naughty term, introduced to me by none other than my bestfriend herself, more commonly used to refer to Dads who are hot. And I must admit that Artan is one of those few who can be rightfully called a DILF.

I can't help but marvel at his perfectly chiselled arms and hard as rock chest. He has a tattoo of Aria's name on the left part and a cross or starlike image in the middle part of his chest. I run the towel delicately when I reached the part where he was shot. I made sure that my hand circled around the gauze and bandage very carefully.

His manhood is creasing perfectly under his boxer shorts, giving me a tease of how big he is inside. I accidentally took a second look which he instantly noticed. He chuckled while touching my chin softly. "Wanna hold it?" He said with a naughty tone.

I smacked him on his chest with the wet towel it made a smashing sound."You wish!' I said.

"I don't just wish. I fucking want baby." He responded.

I smacked him one more time but he just smiles arrogantly. I did not indulge him with his sexual inuendos anymore because I know I am in the losing end.

I helped him put on his shoes, shirt and trousers which yielded a few grunts and wince of pain. While putting on his tie, he pulled me tight towards his body and then he whispered, "Thank you, my love."

I did not mind him. "Don't move Artan." I placed his tie around his collar and adjusted it in place. I can already smell his breath right in front of my nose. "Is it true that Nikolai destroyed your business in the underground world?"

Artan obviously did not expect my question. "Who told you that?" He asked with a firm voice.

I am tempted to say Lena's name but when I saw what Adnan did to her last night, I'd rather shut my mouth. As much as I hate that woman, I just can't seem to bear looking at men hitting women.

"That's not important. Can you please just answer my question?"

"Volkov can't destroy me. I will not let him do that."

The seriousness in his voice and the slight clenching of his jaw says it all. Artan is pissed and he means business.

Suddenly I feel like all the air got sucked right out of my lungs. I feel so lightheaded and I think I'm going to collapse any moment. Artan instantly grabbed me and held the back of my head with his hand.

"Hey.....what's wrong baby?"

I wasnt able to answer because my body weakened like every bit of energy I have left disappeared into thin air.

Artan attempted to carry me but I instantly stopped him. The man pretty much forgot that he is injured.

"Uhh I'm fine...." I said in between soft breaths. "I just have

to stand still."

"We need to bring you to the doctor."

"Shush Artan."

A small smile formed on his face while still holding my head to face him. I noticed that as my pregnancy progresses, dizzy spells are becoming more frequent by the day.

I thought that was over but I suddenly felt my stomach turn. I quickly removed myself from Artan, went in front of the toilet bowl and fell on my knees to puke.

Artan gathered my hair as I vomit everything from my stomach. When I'm done, I flushed everything down the toilet and sat on the floor while resting my back on the toilet bowl.

At this point, swirl of emotions started to overflow my heart. I feel smothered by this intense feeling of hopelessness. Tears went flowing down my face as the reality of my situation sinks in. I am having a baby. I am pregnant with the Russian Mafia Boss' child but I am doomed to face this all alone.

"What's wrong baby. Don't do this to me. Tell me what's going on so that I can do something about it." Artan sounded worried. He wipes the tears from my face with a hanky from his pocket and sits on the floor while wincing in pain.

"I'm pregnant." I said as tears continue to flow.

Artan looked surprisingly calm while looking at me in the eyes. "And Volkov is the father." He said without a hint of hesitation in his voice.

I nodded at him sobbing. Artan pulled me to his chest as he tries to comfort me. "Hush now my Belle, you are going to be a great mother."

I cried and cried on Artan's warm embrace, letting out the pain in my heart. "I hate Nikolai so much. I hate him!"

Artan did not say word. He runs his fingers on my hair and hugged me even tighter. Moments later I found myself relax in his arms once again.

"You did not ask me who the father is.." I asked out of curiousity.

"There's no need to ask my Belle. I know how it should work. Volkov made sure that the baby is his, which means the underboss Alexei had to use something not to get you pregnant himself. The heir to the Volkov Empire has to be a Volkov in blood."

This is actually not a surprise to me. I have always had an inkling about this fact but Nikolai, Alexei and I never talked about it. I never asked Nikolai so it was not even considered a matter to be talked about as far as Nikolai and Alexei are concerned. Or so that's what I think.

"I'm assuming that Volkov doesnt know that you're pregnant."

"What made you think so?"

"You're still here with me. Knowing the man, if he knows that you're pregnant with his child he will never let you out of his sight. At least that's what I'm going to do If were in his shoes."

"Well he knows, so yah..." I answered.

"Volkov knows that you are having his first born?"

"Uhhh... not necessarily." I responded hesitantly.

At first, Artan had a puzzled look on his face. And then his eyes widened like he realized something.

"Fuck me. You told him that the baby is mine." He said with amazement all over his face.

"I thought that it was the best idea at that time. Now Im not.....I'm so sorry Artan."

"Fuck...." Artan chuckled while holding his stomach. A permanent smile is now plastered on his face. "Now I know why his cold threats turned into flying bullets. That motherfucker is after my head because he thinks that I impregnated his one and only Mrs. Volkov."