Her Volkovs #Book 3

Belle's POV

"Artan, open up."

He tapped his side, gesturing me to sit next to him in bed. I'm holding a bowl of soup in my hand trying to feed this stubborn man in front of me. Artan has apparently been awake long before I woke up. And he has taken that opportunity to kiss me on god knows what part of my body. The man is wounded but still manages to take advantage of the situation.

"No." I muttered.

"Then I'd rather starve to death." He replied.

"Do whatever you want Artan."

I placed the bowl on the table next to the bed and exited the room. I rested my back on the door as tears fall down my eyes. His stubbornness reminds me so much of Nikolai. It's like everytime he speaks I see and hear Nikolai in him and I hate it so much.

"Ms. Belle? What's wrong?" It's Dardan. The bandage can be seen on his arm where he was shot, peeking through his white cotton shirt.

"Nothing Dardan." I said as I wipe the tears from my eyes.

He looked at me unconvincingly. "Just tell me if you need anything."

"Thank you Dardan."

"I should be the one thanking you Ms. Belle."

I looked at him all puzzled. I have put their Boss' life in jeopardy but sill he manages to say this to me?

He smiled at me and continued, "I havent seen the Boss this happy Ms. Belle. He never smiles genuinely except when youre by his side."

I just offered him a faint smile and walked past him. "Ms. Belle, if you can stay a little longer, please do so. Give the Boss a chance to prove himself worthy of your time, and perhaps your love." "Dardan, I have cause enough trouble to your Boss and the Albanian Mob, it's not wise for me to stay."

"Can't you see? The Boss believes that you are worth all of it. You're the only one missing in his life, a wife and mother to Aria."

"Do you realize how much your asking me Dardan?"

Dardan was obviously taken aback. I can see in his facial expression that he himself was surprised by his own bluntness.

"I...I'm sorry Ms. Belle."

"It's okay. I have to go."

Dardan looked defeated. He nods and turn his back on me and opened the door to his Boss' room. When I'm already in the living room my eyes widened because of a sweet surprise. It's Aria. The little angel.

She instantly ran towards my direction with a smile on her face. She hugged me so tight, my heart instantly melted.

I knelt in front of her to meet her in the eyes. "How are you my little angel?"

She kissed me on my nose as her answer. Oh god, this little girl has no single clue of what's going on around her. I feel like my heart is being crushed.

"The Boss wanted to see her so I brought her back home." Adnan said, his hands are in his pockets as he spoke.

I stood up and held her hand tightly. She looked at me from head to foot while her eyebrows are crinkled. I think she noticed something that really caught her attention.

She pulled me to follow her. I looked at Adnan all puzzled. He just shrugged his shoulder telling me that he has no idea.

"Hey Aria, where are we going?"

She just continued walking and climbing up the grand staircase towards her room. She went directly to her closet and I think that she's looking for something based on the clothes being hurled out every now and then.

I sat on the edge of the bed and waited for her to finish whatever it is that she's doing. She then raised her hand while holding a pink shorts. She pulled me up and then raised the shorts in front of me as if trying to measure if the shorts will fit me. It was then that I realised that I am not wearing anything except for Artan's shirt and panties. The little girl wanted me to wear something underneath. A smile instantly formed on my face.

She cocked her head to the left and then to the right being all serious in dressing me up.

"Uhh... I think that will not fit me Aria."

She placed her index finger on her right cheek as if thinking. Seconds later, her eyes widened in a light bulb kind of moment. She again pulled me to follow her this time in her father's room. We went directly to the walk in closet. She scoured and scoured and finally settled on her Father's boxer shorts.

She looked so confused when she realizes that there's a slit in the middle where the man's member usually goes through when they pee. I tried so hard to hold a giggle but eventually failed. Oh goodness his little angel is so adorable.

We were interrupted by a knock on the door and it's Adnan.

"Hey, come with me Aria your daddy wants to see you."

He then carried Aria in his arms. The little girl gestured me to follow them but I don't want to go back there anymore so I just made an excuse.

Belle's POV

All of them are looking at me, waiting for my response. Aria's angelic face and dark brown eyes are sparkling with glee as she excitedly awaits for me to kiss her father's lips.

"Uh..." I muttered.

Aria kisses Artan's lips once again and gazed at me, gesturing to follow her lead.

"Hey baby girl, why don't you go with Dardan in the kitchen to get Daddy something to eat?" Artan butts in.

I actually did not expect him to save me from the situation, but he did.

Aria nods and instantly spreads her arms. Dardan scoops the little angel from the bed while her arms are all wrapped around Dardan's neck. The little angel is such a Daddy's girl.

I turned my back to follow them to the kitchen but to my surprise, Artan pulled me towards him on the edge of the bed. I saw him wince in pain as he exerts force to pull me to him. "Artan! What do you think youre doing?"

"Hugging you. Unless of course you want me to do something else. I'm down with it."

The amount of arrogance in this man is remarkable. Reminds me so much of that other Boss I know.

"You're bleeding Artan. Will you please just lay in bed and rest!" I did not move a muscle because I know that if I fight him off, his wound will just keep on bleeding and it will take a long time to heal.

"I'm bleeding inside and the only cure is you. I could care less about the gun shot."

I sighed in defeat, "Then remove your face off of my breasts."

"But I like it here. Hmmmm..." He said, inhaling deep, burrying and rubbing his face gently in between and on top of my bossoms.

I remained still while Artan is sitting on the edge of the bed, looking all peaceful and content while his arms are wrapped around my waist.

"Baby, you know what I think?"

Rolling my eyes, I answered, "What?"

"I think Volkov is the luckiest motherfucker I have ever known." His lips are pulled to the side then continued, "And Alexei is the second luckiest motherfucker of course."

So he knows that Nikolai and Alexei are sharing me.

"And, what's your point Artan?"

"I don't have a point, I'm just saying....maybe I can be the third luckiest.....owww!"

I pinched his ear and twisted it as hard as I can, to the point that it almost turned purple. But the crazy man did not mind and his smile grew even wider and madder.

"I like it when you're hurting me. Makes me feel special."

Someone in the room cleared his throat, "You two realize that I'm still here right?" Said Adnan.

Aria and Dardan went back from the kitchen with the food for the stubborn man. Dardan is now sitting on the couch right next to Artan's bed while I make sure that he never gets to touch alcohol and will eat his food for him to recover.

Aria is on the floor, bedazzling her Father's boxer shorts.

"She's an amazing little girl." I said, while feeding Artan with soup.

"She is." Answered Artan, gazing at his daughter who is now raising the bedazzled boxer shorts like she's inspecting every inch of it.

She then rose from the floor and went to my direction. She lowered the boxer shorts and then looked up, waiting for me to slip inside it.

I placed the bowl of soup on the table next to the bed and stepped inside the boxer shorts. I pulled it up but it instantly went down my hips. "Uh..Aria, I think we should adjust over here." I pointed and pulled it to the side.

The adorable little girl nods with all her might and then puckered her lips like she's figuring out what to do next. Her face lit up in a light bulb moment.

She pulled the garter of the shorts to the side and tied it to a knot. It became tighter and was able to fit perfectly.

"Wow, great job ms. fashion designer."

She smiled like there's no tomorrow and clapped her hands in glee. When I glanced at Artan, I can see in his eyes, how proud of a Father he is to Aria.

The only problem with this shorts however is that there are gold colored gems formed like sunrise on top of the femme part. It's like an invitation to the whole world to come take a look at my vagina.

I tried to hide it by tucking out my shirt immediately to cover up the sunrise but Artan was able to notice it already. Perhaps my slightly embarassed face gave me out. He now has a naughty grin on his face. "Don't." I said with a straight face.

Artan lets out a content smile. Aria however looked sleepy so I picked her up to sit on my lap, made very soft slaps on her side and hummed a lullaby. "Sleep now my little one."

She rested her head on top of my breasts while wrapping her arms around me. Her angelic face looked peaceful and quiet as she slowly drifts off to sleep. This poor little thing. When she was already sound asleep, Dardan took her from me and brought her to her room. Adnan and Besian knocked on the door looking all dapper in their suits. "Boss, are you sure about this?" Asked Adnan.

Artan stepped down from the bed while struggling not to strain his wound.

"Artan? What are you doing?"

Besian is holding in his hand a black suit for Artan to wear. The Albanian Mob Boss stood up, high and mighty with his chest out and took the suit from Besian.

"Artan!"

"I have to do this. The Russians have to know that they can't destroy me." He said all too seriously while heading towards the change room.

He clenched his jaw in pain. Adnan and Besian immediately went to his side but he instantly dismissed them.

"No. I'm okay. Wait for me outside."

Adnan and Besian were not able to do anything but oblige to their Boss' order. They went out and shut the door.

I went to Artan's side and wrapped my arm around his back to help him. At this point, the smile that he was sporting a while ago is now gone. His facial expression is one which is devoid of warmth. We are already in front of the mirror when he tried to dismiss me as well, "It's okay baby...I can move on my own."

"Don't be stubborn Artan." I pushed him lightly so that he can sit his ass on the sink. I then reached for the towel hanging right next to mirror and drenched it with water.

"The doctor said that you can't stress yourself. Going out the bed is even a bad idea. Let alone leaving the house to attend to a business gathering." I gently wiped the towel to his face.00000☐☐