Hopelessly devoted

The Car

Isabelle's POV:

We arrived outside of the boys mansion, which was slightly bigger than Marcos.

We waited for about 5 minuets when I could tell Eva was starting to get agitated.

"Can you call one of them imbeciles and tell them to hurry their fat asses up." Eva spoke up, interrupting the silence.

And of course, Marco, like the good little soldier he was, called them.

"Eva said can you imbeciles hurry your fat asses up."

I just heard small dark, deep, chuckles at thew end of the other line. My heart beat getting faster by the minute.

"We have somebody we want you to meet." Eva shouted from the back, since she moved as we got here so she wouldn't have to do it when they came.

"Okay, okay, chill we are literally about to leave the house now." A demanding voice replied. And marco cut the phone off.

Not a minute later I audibly gasped and the sight of three gorgeous, god made men, step out of the doors of the mansion, they began walking up to either side of the car, leaving me no choice but to be in the middle. I knew they couldn't see me in the car as Marco ad quite a dark tint on his windows, especially his back ones.

As they entered Eva grabbed my hips and hoisted me up onto her lap.

Two of them staring at me as they got in and the one getting in the front not seeing me yet, but as he turned around to say hello to Eva he stopped in his tracks to stare at me like he had seen a ghost.

So  right now I was sitting on my best friends lap stuck in a car, with literally three identical looking men staring at me, my head turned in all different directions not knowing which one to look at.

"Hello Lyubov, what's your name" The one in the front asked.

Lyubov~love

"I'm Isabelle, whats your name?" Still mind blown how similar they all looked.

"I'm Dimitri, those are my brothers Nikolai" He said pointing to my left. "An Aleksandr" He said pointing to my right, me turning to smile at them as he introduced them.

"Hey krasivaya devushka" The one on the left who's name i'd just learnt was Nikolai.

krasivaya devushka~roughly translates to~ Beautiful girl

"Hi Nikolai." I said being polite back and smiling at him as his eyes never once left mine.

"Hey kukla, you look stunning." Aleksandr lastly said.

kukla~doll

It felt weird to be spoken to like that, i'll be honest, but because they are so handsome ill allow it I guess.

The car drive was kind of getting a bit awkward, the triplets were kind of just giving me glances every now and then which i could see from the corner of my eyes, It was really only just me and Eva talking about random things that came to our brain.

But the car journey only had another 10 minutes to go, which wasn't so bad. We got onto a straight rode, with no cars in front of us, on account of it being quite late. It only meant one thing, Marco was going to start speeding like he had 9 lives and no one else was in the car. And usually I didn't mind it, but it's not all the time i'm in an overpacked car and on Evas lap without a seatbelt in the middle.

Marco was staring to go round a corner which nudged me, Eva trying to hold on to me lost the competition to Aleksandr, who grabbed me the moment I slightly started to lift up off of Evas lap, pulling me to his own.

He engraved his face into my neck, not holding back the fact that everyone knew he was literally sniffing me like I was a dog right now, and no one said any thing or complained.

"You smell so fucking good kukla."

I turned my head around to him, kind of freaked out at this point, because this man has known me all of five minutes and is sniffing me.

This was going to be the longest 10 minutes of my life.

Although I am exited to just get into the club, get drinks, get hammered, go home, debrief with Eva in the morning and regret all the bad choices we made, and only mine had another to do with men. Hers usually dancing on someones bar or table, or throwing up.

This is gonna be a long night. I'm in for a treat, that's for sure.