The Biker’s Mafia Princess (Angel and Savage)

Angel POV.

Well, what should have been a time for me and Rebel to settle in to our new home turned into a damn cookout.Content is property © NôvelDrama.Org.

The food was cooking on the grill in the back garden; the lawn was filled with my family, Savage, and his mom and dad and some of his guys. It was too much for Rebel being around so many new people and she was getting ratty from travelling and the excitement. I was in the kitchen placing dishes in the dishwasher when I felt his presence.

"Need a hand?" he asks, but I ignore him. He had the intention of coming here because I won't allow Rebel to be around the clubhouse. Couldn't he have waited until we were settled before coming here like a damn wrecking ball and ruining the peace? Obviously not. "Look, I know this is all extremely overwhelming and ..." He starts. I snap, slamming the door of the dishwasher and spin to snarl at him.

"And WHAT! You turn up unannounced with your fucking crew, not even letting us settle before you start your dominant shit." I walk closer to him and poke my finger in his chest.

"Let me make myself clear, Savage. This is mine and Rebel's home, not your damn clubhouse. Don't you think that Rebel and I needed to settle first before you walked in and turned what was to be a quiet night into a damn frat party?" I scream at him moments away from exploding.

"Now look here Angel. My parents have a right to meet her and..."

"Your parents, not your fucking men!" I scream again as my chest heaves and he looks at me pissed, good now he knows how I felt when they all turned up.

"Someone needs a nap." He says mockingly, and that's it. I snap and slap him hard.

"Get. Out!" I say, ignoring the stinging in my hand.

"Angel I was..."

"GET OUT! ALL OF YOU OUT!" I scream as I shove past him when I hear Rebel scream and cry. I run past him to the garden and see her fighting her tiredness.

"Oh baby, come here, sweetheart. You are overwhelmed and tired." I coo and take her from Hatchet. He kisses her on her head as she rubs her eyes as she sobs and hiccups. The tantrum building because one she is overwhelmed and two she is exhausted.

"We should go." Deanna, Hatchet's ole lady and Savage's mom says. Just as Rebel goes fucking nuclear. She kicks and screams, having the meltdown of all meltdowns.

Savage runs to us and tries to calm her down, but I scowl up at him as she starts to hit me, pulling at my hair. I take her hands in mine.

"Shhh, it's ok, I know you're tired baby. Shhhh." I rock her as she struggles.

"Why is she like this?" is he for fucking real? That's fucking it. My emotions meld with Rebels and I lose it.

"Because she is overwhelmed and tired, ratty. You couldn't give us a few fucking days to settle in before you started your shit by trying to take over. Well-fucking-done Savage. Now get the fuck out of my house before I do something I won't regret!" I shout at him and Rebel jolts and goes quiet. So does everyone in the garden. I have never raised my voice around her before.

He looks at me with his mouth open, then I see the rage take over, his fists clenched at his sides.

My momma takes a stunned Rebel from me and takes her inside.

"Last time I'm telling you Savage. Get. Out." Boomer growls as he walks and sits in front of me. I smirk, knowing I may have a gun, but I don't need it with my boy in front of me.

"Move, out." He shouts, keeping his eyes on me, and I stare back up at him, full of defiance.

"You have changed." He says with a snort and I chuckle.

"Yeah, being accused of cheating and finding you fucking the club whore will do that to a girl. Stay away, Savage. Unless you want to end up in a ditch." I say and his dad grabs him by the shoulder, but he shrugs his hand off. "This isn't over. I'm gonna be around for her, nothing more." I throw my head back and laugh.

"Good for you. Now leave. You've overstayed your welcome." I say, folding my arms over my chest. He turns to walk away but turns back and points at me and I smirk.

"This isn't over. You will have a few days to settle, but then I'm coming to see my daughter. Whether you like it or not princess." I roll my eyes.

"Whatever." I know I'm acting like a bitch, but I don't give a shiny shit. I watch as they all leave. They all apologise or some tell me that Rebel is a beautiful kid. When the last person has left, I lock the door and lean against it.

"She is ready for bed and having a

bottle of milk with your father." My momma pults me into a hug. I hug. her back as I rub my eyes to stop the tears from falling. It has been a whirlwind, moving and trying to settle in. Then boom the MCocks up and what should have been a

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quiet night turns into a damn party.

"Thanks momma. I'm going to shower and head to bed. I'm exhausted." I tell her, and she kisses my head.

"We are here for a few days. You rest princess, this has been emotionally draining for you." I nod my head and yawn as I take my tired and jet lagged ass up the stairs and check in on my girl. She is laying on my dad's chest drinking her bottle of milk as he reads her a bedtime story. I smile at this. Dad used to do this with me too, granted I was older but I was always a daddy's girl.

I enter the room and kiss Rebel on her head and kiss my dad on his cheek.

"Rest, baby girl. Everything will be fine." He says, and I nod my head as he continues the story. After I have showered, I climb into bed and sleep takes me as soon as my head hits the pillow.

Waking the next morning to a ruckus coming from downstairs. I groan, grab my phone and see it's six AM. Ripping the quilt away and stalk out of my room, checking in Rebel's room and it's empty. I hear thevoice of the one person I never wanted to hear again. I see fucking red. How did she find out I'm back or better yet where I fucking live? Savage! That prick!

I storm down the stairs and see her arguing with my momma. Oh hell no, I storm forward, shoving my mom out of the way. Grabbing the bitch by her hair and she squeals like the pig she is. I drag her down the path and shove her on her ass in the gutter. "You ever come near my house again, I will kill you. Do you understand, whore?" I spit at her as I hear the rumble of a bike.

"Savage is mine Angel, stay the fuck away from him." I laugh at her as she picks herself up. Savage climbs off his bike and stalks to her, grabbing her by the upper arm.

"Foxy, he is all yours. In fact, he was never mine and never will be." I say, looking at her before I look at him. "Get your ole lady away from my house and my daughter, or I will kill the bitch and burn your fucking MC to the ground. Get her muzzled Savage before she tries to bite the wrong person." I snap at him just as my mom comes out glaring at her and him.

"You heard her Savage. Get her out of her before I kill her. She must be as thick as pig shit to come here and threaten my family!" my mom says it is only then that I see the gun in her hand. Oh shit!

"I'll handle this," He says as he drags a screaming Foxy away. I turn and walk back into the house, not caring to listen to their fucking drama.

If this is what it is going to be like, then I think I need to be ready to deal with that whore and him. Need to get my shit together and show them I'm not the kind, gentle woman I once was.