Her Volkovs #Book 3 novel Chapter 24

Belle's POV

I swallow the lump in my throat and held the phone far from me. I inhaled deep and sighed as I try not to tear up again. God, why am I so weak when it comes to him?

"You can stay on the line for as long as you want Nikolai. I'm not gonna hang up as well."

I heard him breathe lightly then continued, "I'm sorry baby. I'm sorry for breaking your heart. I never want to do that to you. I tried my best to protect and love you. I swear tried. But I always end fucking things up."

"I want...I want to take this slow Nikolai. Let me teach myself to forgive you first, then perhaps we can start over."

"I can live with that." He answered.

We stayed on the line without actually talking to each other. We just listened. We listened to each other's breathing. I lay on my back while holding my abdomen and I could swear I felt something nudge inside me. I giggled at my own silliness. Either I felt my baby's phantom nudge or it's just my stomach rumbling. I can't believe I'm hungry again.

"Do that again baby."

"Do the what?"

"Your seductive giggle."

"No." I said shutting him down.

"Yup, that's what I thought." He answered in defeat.

"Do you have my pringles yet?"

I heard him chuckle, "Is this baby Vyacheslav's request or Ma's?

"It's the baby's request. End of." I retorted using his own words against him.

"Okay I fold." He answered as another soft chuckle escaped his mouth.

Seconds later, Nikolai said they arrived at the store where he will buy me pringles. I thought he's just going to order one of his men to pick it up but I was kind of impressed when he went to the store himself to get me my request.

I heard a bell ring and I'm assuming they are inside a convenient store now. Wow, way to go Belle, you managed to make the Russian Mafia Boss run errands for you. I think an imaginary high five is in order.

"You do not strike me as a pringles kind of man." Said a woman's voice all too seductively. My eyebrows raised in an instant. Well well, look what do we have here. Somebody's hitting on my HUSBAND!

My anger started to boil up in an instant, I feel like my hormonal bitch persona has suddenly awaken. I pressed the phone a little harder to my ear to hear what will Nikolai say in response but there was just silence.

"$24.99. We only take cash but I can take another mode of payment." She continued with her seductive voice and obvious flirtation.

My lips parted in disbelief. I can't believe she just said that. She's practically throwing herself to my HUSBAND!

What a friggin wench! Whore! Slut!

Okay calm down Belle, breathe. He's your husband now. No one can take him away from you.

My husband remained silent and I can only guess what's going on inside his mind right now.

"Hey baby can you give me a sec?" Said Nikolai very gently.

"Okay." I answered as calmly as I can.

For some reason, I dont feel like getting mad at Nikolai right now. I mean it's not his fault he looks like a god and women just throw themselves at him.

Nikolai and I both agreed to end the call. I told him to go home as fast as he can because I can't wait to eat the junk food he bought for me, but of course more than the pringles, it is him whom I want to eat. Kidding. No.

Stop it Belle! You can't budge just yet.

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Scene inside the store.

Nikolai stepped closer to the counter, leaned forward and signaled the woman to come closer to him. The teller had a smile on her face as she leans forward to Nikolai.

Her eyes widened, all terrified when Nikolai grabbed her head from the back and grappled her hair tightly to face him. His eyes are burning mad while pulling her hair even tighter by the second.

"Listen to me very carefully sweetheart because I am a man who hates repeating myself." The woman quivered while nodding.

"Good. I would appreciate it if you could hurry the fuck up and do what you have to do. You have managed to ruin this wonderful night by opening your mouth. My wife is waiting for me and she's not the kind whom I take lightly. Punch the fucking register before I fucking change my mind and burn this little store of yours down. Do you understand?"

The woman wasnt able to say a single word. She trembles, all teary eyed, as she nods at Nikolai.

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Belle's POV

I heard a knock on the door and I think I know who it is. I brush my hair with my fingers and adjusted my nighties in place making sure I reveal the right amount of skin to my husband. Not too vulgar but just enough to be pleasing in his eyes, I hope.

Ahhhh! Omg! I feel like a teenager. I should really stop.

I opened the door slightly just enough to see who's on the other side of the door, as if I don't know already.

"Hi." Nikolai said, sporting his perfectly tailored suit with a facial expression I could not decipher. He's holding a bag full of pringles.

"Hi." I said in response. I can admittedly feel my face heat up in embarrassment. Gosh, he's my husband for goodness sakes! Why am I even feeling like this? We have done all possible things a couple normally does but the feeling is so strange.

"I brought your order Maam." He extended his hand to give the bag to me. I took it from his hand but my finger accidentally brushed his hand, another wave of heat went up my face.