Adriana's POV
Me and Niko are once again kneeling. We were summoned by the artifacts to discuss our wrongdoings.
We're in the middle of the uncarpeted living facing the couch they're all sitting on.
"Whose idea was it?" Great gramps asked
"It was a joint effort." I mumbled
"SPEAK CLEARLY!" Gramps yelled
"It was both our ideas!"
"Did you two drink?" Roman asked
We were both too scared to answer
"Look up." Our compliance to his demand was met with great uncle's heavy hands colliding with our faces
"How much did you have to drink?" Gramps asked
"One beer each."
"Why?"
"We wanted to learn to shot gun so w-" that was met with another slap
"Don't hit her too much. We don't want her face being swollen in her graduation day pictures." Great gramps told them
"We can always discipline them like we did the boys." Roman smirked
"I'm not whipping my granddaughter in the back with a belt and I'm you're not doing so to Nikolai." Great gramps glared at him
"Uncle you're far too soft on them. Their fathers never pulled stunts like this."
"Their fathers were just sneakier than them. The shit I caught those boys doing doesn't compare to these two throwing a party and drinking a single beer."
"Then I have another idea. Since these two want to drink so badly why not let them." Gramps surprised us by saying
"Nikolai isn't even made."
"Yet he drank with his Tsar." Great uncle shrugged
"Fine, but when Aleksandr comes banging down the door, I don't wanna hear my name in his mouth."
"Since that's settled, let's go to the basement."
Me and Niko shared an unsure glance but ultimately decided to obey our scary grandparents
When we reached the basement the two of us sat beside each other at their home bar
Gramps, great uncle, and Roman went behind the bar while great gramps parked his wheelchair near us with a disapproving look on his face.
Roman placed two empty shot glasses in front of us and then gramps came over to pour in a clear liquid.
"Drink it." Roman told us
"I don't think our dads would like this."
"That didn't stop you from throwing a party and drinking cheap beer." Great uncle shrugged
"But it's stopping us now." I slid the shot glasses away from us
"We weren't asking." Gramps pushed the glasses back towards us
Accepting defeat I reached for my shot glass. Niko mirrored my action and we clanked our glasses together before downing its contents.
The taste made me cringe while Niko shuttered as he gagged
"Again." Gramps said while pouring alcohol from a different bottle
"It's so gross." I frowned
"Cmon let's see how grown up you two really are."
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Being a Volkov
Teen FictionThe third installment to my what if, spin off series in which Aleksandr adopts Adriana, Alessio, and Xander. They've been together through thick and thin together. But, for the first time since being adopted, the siblings are going their separate w...
