Her Volkovs #Book 3 novel Chapter 40

Belle's POV

Tears came pouring down my eyes the moment I woke up. I feel like I just had a very bad dream but I can't even remember what I was dreaming about. All I know is that I am scared.

When I slowly gained my full conciousness, I realized that I'm inside an exquisitely elegant huge room draped with thick dark green curtains. The lighting inside the room is a romantic dim but I can still see everything around.

The king size bed is on top of an elevated pavement and has a large head board frame with a gold monogram V right in the middle. It's like the King's chamber in the olden times with a modern touch, it's actually pretty cool. The sheets are a combination of white, dark green and gold. The pillows have gold monogram V and wolf's head just like Nikolai's tattoo on his neck which indicate that this room is a Volkov's room. I instantly feel at ease. It's unbelievable how Nikolai's insignia alone can calm me down.

There are opulent sofas and furnitures and a round shaped crystal chandelier hanging down like raindrops. There's a huge door to the right and another two doors adjacent to it. The fourth door is near the windows to the left and I'm guessing it's the main door of this impressive grand bedroom that is mostly covered with black, dark green and gold motif.

This room reminds me so much of the Presidential Palace where my family lived for years when Pa was still running Palawi, only this one is more ostentatious and extravagant. The Volkov kind of extravagant.

There's a fireplace and the right, on top of it is a tall portrait of me, Nikolai and Alexei. It's a painted version of the picture that we took in front of the fireplace back at the old house. I was wearing a royal blue long gown while the two are in their tuxedos looking like Mafia Bosses that they really are. The Volkov brothers that I fell in love with in all their godly glory.

I forced myself to zone out from the portrait because it only just reminded me of Alexei. Yes, the man was part of a beautiful past but I want him to remain there-- in the past.

As I continue to look around, I realized that most of the frames mounted to the walls are enlarged pictures of me on different ocassions. They even have small lightings directly pointed toward the frames like ones seen in museums. Geez, I feel like I'm being worshipped, it's actually creeping me out. What kind of a crazy person would do all of these?

My heart skipped a beat when I heard the huge shiny wooden door being opened. I sigh of relief escaped my mouth when I realized that its Yuri. He's wearing his usual suit and tie and of course his always serious look. I instantly wrapped my arms around his neck and throw all my weight on him.

"Yuri where are we? What is this place? Where's Nikolai?"

I felt his arm wrap behind my back, pulling me tighter toward him."Where in the Volkov Mansion. The Big Boss had this Mansion renovated for you Madame. He's out with Alexei and the other brothers. He left me to take care of you. You are to eat breakfast with me downstairs. The Boss' order."

I removed myself from the embrace to meet him in the eyes, "So you mean, when Nikolai told me that he had the house renovated he meant this house? And not the other one?"

"Yes Madame."

That makes sense. So Nikolai and Alexei were telling the truth when they said that they had the house renovated.

"Uhm, how about that?" I asked, gazing towards the large pictures on the wall.

Yuri looked towards where I'm gazing at and answered, "Alexei wanted your pictures enlarged and fixed to the walls. He said he wants to see your face wherever he goes in the mansion."

"What?! You mean there are other pictures of me around the mansion?"

He just nods, his lips are slightly pulled to the side obviously enjoying my horrified reaction.

Oh my goodness! And all these times I thought Nikolai is the mentally challenged amongst the brothers. These pictures are already bordering manic obsession.

"The pictures are beautiful." Yuri said while looking at me intently, "You are beautiful. I can't blame the Boss if he wants to see your face in every corner of this Mansion."

"He wont live with us anymore so these pictures should be taken down." I answered.

"The Big Boss will have a different opinion."

"Well, those are my pictures. Nikolai can't insist."

"Sure he can." He replied with a little bit of swag.