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Her Volkovs #Book 4 novel Chapter 24

"Alexei."

"De Alba looks cozy sitting on your side and kissing you." He retorted.

"It was not what it looked like." I replied as a matter of factly.

"You did not even object to his advances. You fucking like him." He snorts and then drinks his scotch all the way down.

Oh my goodness. He is really pissed. There's really nothing to be jealous or pissed about.

"Alexei, please."

"Madame Volkov. The meeting is about to resume. You are needed at the wives table." Said one of Axel's men.

"Your boyfriend is summoning you, Belle."

"Fine, Alexei Viktor Volkov. I will go because you seem to be drunk and thus unreasonable. We will talk later."

I am honestly starting to lose my patience. Not with Alexei because I know that he is under the influence of alcohol and he's jealous. I just need to explain myself and ease him down later. To what I am losing my patience with is this stupid wives meeting which is nothing but a power play in a fancy tea party. It's nonsensical really.

As I approach the wives table, Victoria walked towards me for a private talk. The woman did not even hold back her words. "This is the second time that the wives meeting has been interrupted on your account. If you could be more considerate of the time of the other wives, we won't be having this conversation anymore."

"Victoria, I did not ask for the meeting to be interrupted on account of me. I excused myself because I have some important matters that I am dealing with. I am a considerate person that is why I politely excused myself so that you and the other wives won't be able to witness my personal business." I replied without mincing my words.

"And that personal business is? You've already seduced the Volkov Brothers. Are you now seducing your way to Axel De Alba? Artan Bogdani? Jakoby Quinn who is the only grandson of Irish Mob Boss? And the heir to the Black Mafia of Brooklyn, what's the kid's name?-- oh Matthias King and all the available Bosses of the Conglomerate so you can have their money? Power? Conglomerate votes? Honey, your looks can only do so much." She looked at me from head to foot, looking all smug.

Oh wow. This bitch. I can't believe she just said that. Where did she even get this idea? She even mentioned Jakob the Irish child who is fond of my legs and Matty, my baseball friend-who for some cosmic reason I crossed path with the first time arrived in New York.

"Excuse your foul mouth Victoria, but you don't even know me and yet you're already accusing me of vile things." I then grabbed her forearm so I can whisper to her ear. She flinched at first but I pulled her with more strength the second time, her eyes widened in disbelief. That's right bitch. Be afraid. Be very afraid.

"What I do with my life is none of your business. Who I seduce is also none of your business. So I am not going to explain myself to you and my relationships with the men that surround me. One thing I can tell you though is that I can make your life miserable in the conglomerate for this. So stay away from me. And don't even look at me." I let go of her and pushed her lightly so I can walk past her.

I went back to my seat and took a deep breath since my insides are already shaking in anger. I am not used to confrontations especially when it's for insignificant matters, but when I do engage in confrontations I tend to go overboard and get overwhelmed by my emotions to the point that I am actually thinking right now of agreeing to my husband to crush the German Mob his way.

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