Becoming the Queen

BELLA ROSE POV PRESENT

As soon as the elevator doors open, I am bombarded with questions. I held my hand up to silence them.

“First, I need a stiff drink and then we can talk in my office.” I kick my shoes off, pour a big glass of white wine and walk away to my office. Once everyone is inside, I lock it down. “Your phones and electronics won’t work. Half of you know pretty much everything the other half doesn’t. So, sit down, shut up, and listen.” I order as I sit in my chair and prop my feet up on my desk. I tell everyone my story of growing up in foster care, meeting Derrek, and everything after meeting him.

“It was a well-kept secret until someone asked for a meeting.” I look at Kirill.

“A few years ago, Derrek called Lorenzo and me to help him with an attack. That was the first time I saw Roza. So, I started looking into things. See, I know Derrek can’t have children due to our younger years. When I saw Roza for the first time all I saw was my best friend. I asked for a private meeting the night she was at the club. That’s when I told her I knew, just needed a DNA test to prove it. She agreed to it, the results came back that she is my dead best friend’s daughter.” He tells us like he telling a bedtime story. He has that faraway gaze again before he shakes himself out of it. Then turning to me. “Your mom was just like you. full of fire and everything.”

“I didn’t know for sure until we went to the café.” I say looking at Andrei and Nico. I pull my hair down and shake it out. An old stressed-out habit. I look up at everyone.

“After a gym session and a soak in the tub, Andrei knocks on my door saying I was needed. When I walk out, they had this poor scared guy cornered.” I chuckle. Long story short he said I was the original O’Lennon heir. The Irish mafia belongs to me. but since I went instead of dad it alerted them. They were coming for me. they tried killing me when I was younger but they couldn’t find me.” I shrug my shoulders as I look at my hands.

“Because he hid you and no one knew… he said you were missing…” Kirill mutters as he connects the dots. His gaze snaps to me. “Your mom handed the Don title over to her cousin after she met your dad. Her cousin must not want you to take it from his son or him.”

“Ok if that is the case then who is their mole? They could have killed us tonight. Speaking of which, Kid the reason you are here. Nico has information on the guy who tipped us off. I want you to get him, bring him here to me, and don’t leave a trace. No one repeats what is said here until we have a better understanding of what is going on. Sorry, Andrei and Nico but you can’t tell your Pakhans yet.” I tell everyone. “If you have thoughts or ideas speak now.” It’s silent, I almost begin to think no one has anything to say.

“When do you want me to get the guy?” Seth asks.

“Give it a few days to settle down.” Nico suggests. “They are already going to be suspicious after tonight.”

“Roza, I know you are going to hate this, but you need more trusted guards. You are their target.” Andrei tries to suggest.

“That will be taken care of immediately.” Jones states.

“Guys-“ I start.

“NO!” they all snap at once.

“Malen’Kaya Roza, I honestly believe we need more trusted hands-on deck.” (Little Rose) Kirill suggests as well. Zander jumps in this time before I can object.

“Je suis d’accord avec lui Mais ils ont aussi be soin de saviorque vous penesez que nous avons un grain de beaute. De cette facon, seuls cuex a’ quinous savons qu’on puet faire confiance sont avec vous. Veuillez prendre en consideration.” (I agree with him. But they also need to know you think we have a mole. That way only ones we know can be trusted are with you.) Zander pleads. Jones sitting next to him nods.

“I agree.” Jones mutters. I stare at them both for a good solid minute before I sigh and turn to everyone else.

Zander and Jones agree with Kirill, but you guys need to know something else.” I tell them and take a deep breath.

“After we left the club Zander, Jones, and I came home and was looking over the attacks. I believe CNBS has a mole. Seth is looking into it for me. I noticed that all the attacks are on the families but not CNBS. So, even though I agree a little I don’t trust anyone except my dad and you guys. Zander says only ones we know we can trust.” I tell everyone. “I will call Dad and set up a meeting for tomorrow afternoon so we can get some sleep. I will bring my lieutenants. That’s eight from CNBS, and three from the Bratva so far.”

“I want to bring Lorenzo, Alek, Luka, and their ranked members. That’s another ten. It’s a small army at the least.” Kirill says. I nod approving at that.

“I’ll text you a time later. Let’s get some sleep. If you don’t want to leave, I have plenty of space, including empty suites. I’m going to bed. Goodnight, all.” I say as I unlock the office and leave.

I make my way up the stairs to my room. I am over today. I strip my clothes off and climb into bed. I lay there looking at the ceiling. Kirill knows my biological parents. I want to know who they are but at the same time, I grew up not knowing. I’m not sure if I can take many more surprises about myself.

My mom was the Irish Don. I guess it kind of runs in the family. She gave it up to be with my dad. Which I guess is cool that she loved him that much. I would give everything up for Zander and Jones, I think. Pretty sure as long as I have them with me, I can survive anything. My biological mom’s cousin or his son doesn’t want me to know about me being the rightful heir or they don’t want me to have it.

For some reason, only the families are being attacked but not CNBS. Heck, it might all be connected never know with how the world works. You could live the fairytale life. You could live in the darkness and shadows. In the light shining bright. Or heck even smack dab in between all scenarios. You never know. Doyle can probably answer almost all of my questions. I need to come up with a plan B and a plan C. Just in case.

Jones and Zander slipped in next to me sometime after I finally fell asleep. I have been awake for about an hour just laying here. No more though. It’s time to plan and figure some s**t out. I slowly crawl out of bed and dress in some loungewear. I make a cup of coffee and head to my office. I answer my emails for today and then I go over everything again making sure I didn’t miss anything. We are having lunch with Dad today I need to let everyone know still. I lean back in my chair, lean my head back, and close my eyes for a minute. I just need peace for a minute then I can push through all of this.

*Unknown* I’m on your side. I will take Doyle’s place. His house. 32 hours from now.

Well, that’s not creepy. I only have one guess on who this could be. I text Seth he needs to be at Doyle’s house in 32 hours and to take back up and be discreet. We will see how this plays out. We are still missing something though. I can feel it, I just can’t put my finger on it yet. Slowly people start trickling into my office dressed in Zander and Jones shorts and shirts. I chuckle after they are all seated with their own cup of coffee.

“Didn’t know Zander and Jones had so many matching outfits.” I smile into my mug and shoot a wink to the room. “Lunch at Dad’s today. So, we have a couple of hours to hash anything out before then if needed.”

“Well Hells Bells.” Jones Starts.

“Look if you think I haven’t caught on to that gosh awful damn name then you don’t know me as well as I thought you did. So, no. End of story.” I scowl at him.

“Well, we voted, and not to mention I have your dad on speed dial. I know for a fact you won’t have a choice and he won’t compromise with you.” Zander states matter of factly.

“Zander your supposed to be the nice one.” I pout. Jones blocks me from his view. Rude! He knows I would have gotten my way though.

“Bella Rose Sorian-Cox devo chiamare tuo padreo buttarti sopra il ginochhio e farti culo devanti a tutti.” (Bella Rose Sorian-Cox do I need to call your dad or throw you over my knee and bust your ass in front of everyone.) Jones scolds me in Italian. I glare at him while I try to hide my blush. Asshole.

“No, Jones, because I am not a child. What the hell were you going to say.” I grit out.

“I can’t deal with your attitude this morning. I need more sleep for this shit.” Nico stands and narrows his eyes at me. You have two options and two options only.” He snaps. Tired Nico= Asshole Nico. Check. “One, you get two more 24/7 guards and house guests. Two, you go on lockdown either at your Dad’s compound or the Volkov compound until the Irish are not a threat to you anymore.” I glare at him and leans forward on his fist on my desk. “Defy me Kleine kicker. I dare you.” (Little frog. (in Dutch only two speak this in the series.).) He smirks with a glint in his eyes that has me second-guessing my actions right now. That screams I will tear you apart. No, thank you. I glare at the whole room.

“I guess I can handle you and Andrei.” I say just for Andrei to bust out laughing. I’m not talking ha-ha. I am talking bent over holding his stomach and can’t breathe laughing. I give him an extra f**k off glare.

“Oh, oh, sorry. Truly, but umm it won’t be me and Nico.” Andrei finally gets out. Que glare.

“Then who?” I narrow my eyes. Jones and Zander won’t look at me. Nico and Andrei are smirking at me. I stop at Kirill, who is currently smiling the biggest. I quirk my brow at him.

“Aleksander and Luka. They can help these two keep you in line.” He says. Very proudly I might add.

“One.” I hold up a finger. “You can’t force two Pakhans to babysit. Let me say that again PAK-HANS. Two.” I hold up another finger. “I don’t need to be kept in line I don’t get into trouble thank you very much.” Everyone snorts. I glare. Again. I lift a third finger. “And last but not least number three.” I wave my fingers at them ending it with me flipping them off. “Why do they need to move in here? They have a home. I don’t need a troll bringing negative vibes in here. That’s Jones’s job.” I state to the room. Then I throw a quick wink at Jones.

“Bella.” Jones snaps as he glares at me. “Option one or Option two. Choose. Now.” He grits out.

“Someone needs another nap.” I mutter and glare back. I better not get wrinkles from this. “Option one. But you three f*****g Russians better make it very, very clear. Just because they are your Pakhans does not mean they are mine.” I look at each of them.

“How hard was that?” Nico mutters. I don’t even look in his direction I just flip him off.

Andrei will tell them as soon as we return before lunch.” Kirill shrugs. Andrei’s eyes bug out.

“Wait. What. Why me? just because I am their best friend does not mean they will listen to me.” Andrei whines.

“Your right as the man who raised you I cannot ask you to do this.” Kirill says looking into his coffee.

“Thank you.” Andrei sighs with relief. Eh. I didn’t see that coming.

“That’s why as your former Pakhan and your dad I am telling you that you are doing that when we get home.” Kirill smiles at Andrei. Andrei looks brokenhearted and I just snorted so hard I hurt myself.

“Now that is taken care of. Anything else?” I ask chirpily. Shoot me now.

“No, we will meet later at the Don’s house.” Seth stands and walks out.

“Bye Roza. Thank you for your hospitality.” Kirill smiles at me like he has a secret.

“Bye, boss lady.” Andrei winks.

“Dag Vriend.” Nico nods at me before leaving.

I look at Zander and Jones. Just to see them already looking at me. I tilt my head and they walk over to me and each one holds out a hand to me. I let them help me up and pull me into their chest before wrapping their arm around me.

“We have missed you, Ma Reine.” Jones whispers into my hair.

“So f*****g much Mijin liefste.” (My love.) Zander whispers into my neck I pull back and look at him with a crooked brow.

Its Dutch. Nico said goodbye friend by the way.” He smiles at me. Nico called me friend? Heck yeah! Goal reached! I look back up at him.

“What did you say?” I ask quizzically. Instead of answering he just winks at me and starts pulling me out of my office, Jones following behind us.

“I think our girl needs to relax a little more. What do you think J.J.?” Zander asks Jones while walking backward without looking away from me.

“I think after the last 24 hours she deserves to be worshipped.” Jones says huskily in my ear. I jump a little not expecting him that close due to being distracted by Zander.

“Hmm. Your right.” Zander ponders for a second before yanking me toward him just for him to quickly bend over and throw me over his shoulder. Then turning around and running up the stairs with me and Jones chasing after us.

“What are you two up to!? Put me down!?” I protest weakly. Let’s face it I’m tired not dead. The only time I will never want them to touch me is when I’m dead. Zander smacks my ass.

“Shut up for five damn minutes.”

“Yes sir.” I purr.

“Bella, behave.” Jones growls. I look up at him the best I can seeing an evil glint in his eyes. Not the scary glint, but the “Fun” glint.

“Or what?” I should have paid better attention to where we were because then I was being flipped over Zander’s shoulder again and thrown onto my bed. Both guys are staring at me from the side of my bed. Jones grabs my foot and slowly starts pulling me toward him.

I am going to run us a bath. Zander is going to help you out of a couple things.” He winks before giving me a quick kiss and going to the bathroom. I look back at zander. He stands there scanning from head to toe and back up again.

“I thought you made my day when you told me last week that you were falling for me.” he whispers scanning me again before looking into my damn soul.

“But I have to say this is best day #2, I am about to devour this p***y and that is just another dream come true.” He says before dropping to his knees and yanking me to the edge in front of him. He lightly traces his hands up my legs, grabbing my shorts and panties then yanking them down.

Then he nips and kisses his way up my thighs. Licking straight up my slit, then nipping at my c**t. He doesn’t stop there. His hands slide up my abdomen to my breasts. He nips his way up to them teasing me. He finally slides my shirt off and holds both hands in one of his. I’m whining, practically begging him when he finally sucks a n****e into his mouth while squeezing my other breast hard.

“Z-Zander. f**k. Please.”

“Shh baby girl, I got you.” He breathes against my skin.

He continues nipping and kissing me. He works his way down my body again. I feel like I might combust if he doesn’t do something besides tease me. don’t get me wrong I don’t mind teasing, but it has been too long since I have had anything more than a kiss or a cuddle. I want to be screwed stupid. Seven Ways to Sunday. I don’t want to be able to think right now. Just destroy me.

Zander gives another slow lick before biting down on my c**t pulling a gasp from me. He nips at my lips before devouring me. he shoves his finger inside me while he sucks on my c**t. He crooks his finger and hits me in that beautiful spot all women love. He takes me right to the edge where I almost fall over. Then he backs off.

He does it again and again. My hand is fisted in his brown hair. My thighs are clamped around his head so hard they can be considered earmuffs. Before I can scream out, lips crash against mine3. Considering I still have Zander trapped below that means these delicious lips belong to Jones.

“Your bath is ready. Once Zander dirties you up. I will take pleasure in cleaning you up.” Jones whispers against my lips with a dirty smile before he pulls away.

Zander unlocks my thighs from his ears and my fist from his hair as he moves up my body slowly leaving little kisses along the way. He tucks my hair behind my ear.

“I don’t think I can’t do soft and easy right now. I have wanted you for so long. I can’t take my time with you right now.” Zander says quietly watching me waiting for my reaction.

“Destroy me, Zander.” I whispered looking directly at him.

He doesn’t wait any longer. He lines himself at my entrance and slams into me. I wasn’t expecting it, but I did tell him to destroy me. He takes my breath away and doesn’t stop. He sits up on his knees, grabs me by my hips, and continues slamming into me. my walls clamp down around him as I fall over the edge. Zander keeps going. He pulls me up to his chest, wraps his fist in my hair, and pulls my head back as he kisses me from my collarbone up my neck before nibbling on my ear.

“I want one more from you love. Fall with me.” he whispers in my ear. I start to shake my head, but he stops me by tightening his grip on my hair. “You will fall with me, Rose.” He demands. He ups his pace slamming into me even harder. Then he bites down on my neck hard, and I see stars I barely hear him cussing out his releases. He lays me down slowly leaving little kisses all over my face.

“Jones is going to bathe you love.” Zander whispers before giving me one last breath-taking kiss, taking the breath I just caught away again. Jones picks me up, places a kiss on my forehead, and carries me to the bathroom. I don’t even realize he doesn’t have clothes on until he sits in the tub with me.

“I’m glad you are home, but I am pissed that someone is out to take you from us. If that were to happen, I wouldn’t survive Bella.” He whispers as he rests his chin on my shoulder.

“No one is taking me from you, Jones. Remember I always have a plan.” I tell him as I lean my head back against him. I just need to fill in the rest of the puzzle. There is something I am not seeing yet and it’s big I can feel it.” I mutter.

“Tell you what after we get back from your dads, I will have Zander make you something delicious. You can get comfy and do your thing on your computer. Then I will run you a bubble bath after you eat.” Jones mumbles against my shoulder.

“Sounds like heaven…” I get quiet. “The kid won’t be getting Doyle. I guess it will be his boss. He said he has more information than Doyle. He is willing to come instead. This feels like another shoe about to drop.” I sigh just thinking about it.

“It’s okay. Zander and I will help carry the load. Now shush and let me wash the body of a goddess.” He growls as he starts running the rag over my skin. When we are done we get dressed and head out.