The Biker’s Mafia Princess (Angel and Savage)

Savage POV.

It has been weeks, fucking weeks, since she signed herself out of the hospital and no one has seen her or heard from her.

My mom has been to the house and she won't answer the door. The drapes are drawn and we are all worried so much-so we had the Chief of police do a welfare check on her and Rebel.

He told us she was alive and well. She told him she just wanted to be left alone, and she was ok. He told me she was healing; the bruises were faded and turning yellow and that was three days ago.

She hasn't left the house but has food delivered each week. I stand watch at night and during the day I have my men watching the house from a far.

This has got to end, and soon. I have been trying to find out who it was, but so far nothing. Ice, Rosena, and Simon found the van and traced it to a warehouse. But the feed was cut.

The disturbing thing was the video that was sent to me yesterday. I was physically sick as I watched what they did to her. Hearing her screams and seeing the fight leave her. I only saw their backs, but it didn't take a genius to know what was happening.

Foxy has been trying to get her claws into me. I'm starting to think it was something to do with her. She is the only one who is happy about what happened to my Angel. I need to connect her to this somehow. But how?

My phone rings, pulling me out of my thoughts and see it's one of the prospects who is watching Angel's house.

"What is it, hound?" we call him that because he hounded us to be allowed to be in the club, plus from what I've heard from some of the club whores, he fucks like a dog in heat.

"Prez, two mean mother fuckers have just knocked on her door and she let them in. What should I do?" he asks and I jump up out of my bed and stalk through the clubhouse and grab Blaze. "What did they look like?" I ask as Blaze looks at me with a raised eyebrow.

"They were wearing black suits. One was in charge. He was tall, he looked a bit like Antonio. He had shades on and the other one was huge. The lead looked older than Antonio." Gianni.

"It's ok, keep an eye on the house. I know who they are. They are her family." I tell him as I hang up and sigh.

"It looks like Gianni and Marco are here. She must have called them." I tell him as Coral walks in with Dylan. Blaze has claimed her and her son as his. Coral doesn't know that Steve, her ex, is dead. Blaze killed him that night when he hit Coral and tried to kidnap Dylan. "Hey guys," Coral walks over holding Dylans's hand as she kisses Blaze and Dylan breaks free and runs towards the pool table to watch what Ripper, my sergeant at arms, is doing. The kids are always welcome here. Unless it's nighttime. Especially when we have parties. No kids need to see what happens at night. It certainly isn't kid friendly, but during the day they can play and do what they want within reason.

"Any word yet? I went to see her this morning, but she didn't answer the door." She says, looking down sadly. All the women have tried. They told us men to stay away from her after what happened. The only one who hasn't been is Foxy, and for that I'm grateful. The last thing I need is Foxy causing more drama and making Angel break more.

"She is ok. Hound has just called and told me her uncles have just arrived." Her eyes widen.

"Ok, hopefully they can get her to open up. I miss her. She may have been my boss, but she was my friend. I know Dylan misses her and Rebel. All we can do is pray that she will come back to us soon." She says as Blaze hugs her, tucking her under his arm, and walks towards the pool table where Ripper has Dylan on his back as he takes his shot.

I turn to walk towards the kitchen when Foxy stops me. I groan and roll my eyes as I walk around her, only for her to grab my arm.

"Ryder, I know you're upset, but she doesn't want you. Why can't you see what you have right in front of you? You are mine and you always have been." I snarl at her and rip my arm away from her. I'm not one to hit a woman, but by god she is fucking pushing me.

"Let me make myself clear again. You and I will never fucking happen, Foxy. Once was enough and I regret it ever since. You lied to me, you photoshopped pictures of my woman, faked a damn pregnancy, so we are done. Whatever fantasy you have in that little head of yours will only be a damn fantasy. Now you come near me again, you won't like what I do to you. Now get the fuck out of here and leave me alone. You have caused enough damage." I snarl at her as I look into her brown eyes and I see fear. Good, she needs to learn I'm not the one to be fucked with.

"You are mine, Ryder. Just get over it. Angel is damaged goods. I mean, who wants a bitch that was gang raped? She will never want you now." My resolve snaps and I slap her hard, sending her crashing to the floor. She looks at me in shock as she holds her cheek. I stalk to her as she moves backwards to put distance between us. All eyes are on us now.

"You ever mention her name again and I'll cut out your tongue. Now fuck off Foxy." I turn and walk away as she sobs and leaves the clubhouse. I sigh as I lean my head against the cabinets in the kitchen and gently bang my head against them.

This is my own damn fault. I'm reaping what I fucking sowed and I hate it!

"Prez you ok?" I shake my head and lean back to open the cabinet to grab a mug and make coffee.

"I've fucked it all up, man. I don't think I will ever get her or my daughter back now." I say as Ice places his hand on my shoulder.

"Give her time, boss man. She will come round. We all think Foxy needs to be banished keeping her around is not looking good for you. I can feel something is about to go down if you keep that bitch around. Anyway we found something on the

cameras from the store. Me

says, I

need a clear head and I know he is right about Foxy but sheds dangerous, she knows too much about this club so in good conscience I can't let her leave

permanently. Ice hands me the

phone and I swipe through images.

"What am I looking at, Ice? I'm tired and need sleep." I say and he rolls his eyes at me as he swipes and hands me it back.

"See anyone familiar?" he asks and I sigh as I look at the image. My eyes widen, no it can't be.

"Find him now! Get Foxy back here!" The dumb bitch never mentioned her father was at the store that day.

Kane 'Crusher Barnes is the president of the Vipers MC. Foxy is his adopted daughter. Why would he be there? Last time I spoke to him, he didn't mention speaking to Foxy, he did mention about joining us on the gun runs for Antonio though, but Ignored it.

In regards to Foxy, he disowned her after she fucked up three years ago. She knows if she was sent back to him he would make her a club whore within his MC. Hell, he even told me that himself when he found out what she did.

"Get me Crusher on the phone now!" I shout as I storm out of the kitchen and towards the meeting room we hold church. I slam the door and pace, my hands tangled in my long blonde hair.

"Pres, his phone has been disconnected. I will try and find him." Fucking great, all this is suspicious and I fucking hate it.

Did he have something to do with what happened to Angel? Did he do this to my woman? No, he wouldn't be stupid enough to do anything. He knows who Angel is. Does he? Fuck! I kick the chair, sending it crashing into the wall. Only so many people know about the MorettiTêxt © NôvelDrama.Org.

What happened in Mexic after

all those

years ago. As far as I know, only my MC knows who the kids are. As well as the Dons of the other families. But I can't be sure.

Pulling my phone out of my pocket, I ring Antonio.

"What do you want, Savage?"

"Do you know anyone by the name of Crusher?" I get straight to it. I need him to tell me he does so I can rule him out as my main suspect in this.

"Crusher, Crusher. No, can't say I do. Where is he from?" oh shit!

"Oh, I just thought you may know him is all. He used to run with my father." Which is a big fat lie my father can't stand him.

"No, sorry I don't."

"Ok, any news about Angel?" I change the subject quickly and he sighs.

"No. she will come round son. I know my daughter. Give her time. I have to go. Keep me updated." He hangs up.

If Crusher did this to my Angel, my goddess, he is a dead man walking.