The Biker’s Mafia Princess (Angel and Savage) novel Chapter 163

Harmony POV.

A few hours before the rescue!

I’m in shock. Joel said I was pregnant. How did he know that? I try to see anything out of the ordinary. I twist my body and look at the inside of my elbows and there is a small bandaid. The Bastard took my blood. But why?

Ok, I’m not that thick. Clearly he is checking for any diseases because, you know, according to him, I’m unclean. Fuck Joel, when I get out of here. He is going to wish his dad beat him to death, because what my family will do to him will make him wish for death.

I push back against the wall. Bringing my legs up. I push my back and feet as I start to slide up the wall. Sweat is beading against my forehead with the energy I am using. Once standing. I look around the room; the sun is going to rise soon.

I need to find something to cut these restraints and then find a weapon. Joel will be back soon, and I need to be ready for when he does.

Using the wall, I shuffle as quietly as I can. I grit my teeth with each millimetre I move. Ok this is going to take too long. If I can release my feet. I position one foot behind the heel of the other and wiggle to free my foot from the shoe. I smile as my foot becomes free and I do the same with the other one. The movement has loosened the restraint. I lift my foot up and down to loosen it more and more. Until I can slip my foot out.

I can walk now. I move towards the table and look at it as the first light of dawn wakes the sky up. I pull on the restraints behind my back, OK? I’m tied at the wrists. I pull it tighter, making the material stretch.

Moving quick I sit back down, opening my arms as wide as they will go. I pull down and slip the restraints under my ass as I move the material to the back of my knees. Bringing up one knee as I lay down on the floor. Pulling my leg through, I smirk. Making it easier to slip the other one through.

Bringing my wrists to my mouth, I find the knot and start pulling with my teeth and the knot loosens and I keep pulling until I can slip my wrists free. I untie the material with my teeth. It feels like silk; I gag as I remove it from my other leg.

Rubbing my throbbing wrists and rolling my shoulders. I stand once more, wrapping the silk around my hands as I walk towards a mirror. I can’t break it. If I do, they will know something is wrong. I walk to the window and try to open it, but it’s locked. Great.

I pad, look at the chair and have an idea. I walk towards it. Fuck it. I pick it up and smash the mirror; I grab a large shard of mirror and run to hide behind the door. I hold the shard tighter in my wrapped hand and wait for the sound of boots on the floorboards. Sure enough, I hear it.

My heart is pounding in my chest as the door swings open, and one of the men enters. His back is to me. I jump on his back and stab him in the side of his neck. Pulling the shard free, I do it again. Covered in his blood.

I may hate killing people, but this asshole, not so much.

He chokes and splutters as he falls towards the bed with me on top of him. I reach for his gun, grab the pillow, put it over the back of his head, and fire the gun.

I climb off him and turn to face the door when a fist hits me in the face once more.

“You never fucking learn. Pick her up, tie her down. I’ll get the doctor so we can remove that thing inside of you.” Joel spits as I’m grabbed and pushed onto the bed.

“Get your fucking hands off of me, you fucking creep! Let me go!” I scream as something feral erupts inside of me. The baboon that has hold of me, I rear up and bite down hard on his ear. He screams as I rip a chunk off of him.

I will do what it takes to protect my child. Morals have left the building at this moment. This is survival more than ever now.

I grab his gun and shoot the fucker when I’m knocked out the fight leaving me.

I wake up to someone checking me over; he looks terrified. When I hear it. Mystique. They are here.

I look around the bed and I’m in a white gown, and my wrists and ankles are secured to the bedposts. When did he change me? Fucker. I feel violated because he undressed me.