The Biker’s Mafia Princess (Angel and Savage) novel Chapter 16

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.