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Her Volkovs #Book 3 novel Chapter 19

Belle's POV

Nikolai and Alexei went to a meeting. Matushka is nowhere to be seen. And I was left in the house with four tall and huge body guards who look like they can snap my head in just a click. It's like being in a prison. The Volkov Prison.

Im lying on my back on Nikolai's bed while looking up at the ceiling. I want to eat something sour like a fruit. I went downstairs and found nothing to my liking. I took my purse and attempted to leave the house but the moment I stepped near the door, two of the four huge men wearing black leather jackets blocked the door.

"Get out of my way." I demanded.

"Madame, we cannot let you leave, the Boss' order."

Why am I not surprised?

"Dial Nikolai and hand me your phone." They looked at each other as if deciding to give in. One of them took his phone from his inner pocket, dialed Nikolai, talked to him for a few seconds in Russian and handed me the phone.

"Nikolai tell your men to get out of my way."

"Youre not leaving the house without me. If you need anything, tell the help what you need and she'll get it for you."

He sounds dead serious and I'm too exhausted and hungry to argue so I did not insist anymore. "I want to talk to Alexei. Hand him the phone."

Seconds later Alexei answered,

"Princess?"

"Alexei, tell your men to allow me to get out of the house please?"

"Just wait for me to come home and Ill take you wherever you want to go." He answered. Argh! He sounds exactly like Nikolai.

"I'm craving to eat something! I swear to god I'm going to die if you will not let me out of the house Alexei! Besides, what could possibly happen to me? I have four body guards with me."

I heard him sigh on the other side of the line, "Okay. But I want to see you home when we get back from the meeting."

"Okay, I promise."

I quickly disconnected the call before he could even change his mind or worst before Nikolai overrides Alexei's decision.

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I made the SUV pull over next to a fruit stand. I bought a few green colored tropical fruits and some citrus. The old woman placed the fruits in a brown bag and handed it to one of my bodyguards.

I then decided to take a stroll for a while. I passed through some restaurants and shops and decided to go inside to some but not without catching a lot of unwanted attention. I swear these men assigned to me by Nikolai and Alexei really mean business.

I suddenly miss my Ivan and Vasily. Those two looked scary but at least I wasnt scared of them. I actually felt those two cared for me, especially the often serious and frowning Vasily.

I'm eating an apple while clutching on my chest a vinyl record I bought from a small vintage shop I passed by while walking along the streets of this part of New York City. After a few minutes my legs are doing it again so I decided to rest on a bench and run my hand through my legs to ease the pain.

I then rested my back on the bench and gazed blankly in front of me.

I noticed a brunette woman right across the street. She's holding her abdomen while standing in front of what seems like a clinic. She's wearing loose pants and a light blue shirt.

She's looking down her stomach then on the entrance of the clinic in intervals. I clearly saw that she wiped her eyes before finally deciding to enter the clinic.

My heart instantly sunk when I realized what kind of services the clinic is offering. Oh my god. It's an abortion clinic.

I suddenly feel like I needed to do something about what I just saw. What if the woman is actually pregnant and decided to do what I think she will do? Perhaps I can talk her out of it?

I stood up hurriedly and walked as fast as I can across the street. I feel like my heart is beating a thousand times. At this point the pain I was feeling in my legs is now gone. The rush of adrenaline is taking over my body. Oh god please enlighten the woman. Maybe she just needed someone to talk to. Whatever it is, maybe I can help.

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