The Biker’s Mafia Princess (Angel and Savage) novel Chapter 2

Dante POV.

I swear to god above when I get my hands on Rebel; she is getting handcuffed to the bed. She has been missing now for three fucking days. Three days and no word from her or anyone. We are all in the clubhouse trying to find her.

Even the Mother’s Revenge apparently don’t know where she is, which I call bullshit on. I have not slept as we have searched everywhere for her. She is like a damn ghost and it’s starting to piss me off.

The clubhouse doors open with a bang and we all look up and see some huge and scary looking men enter. All of us draw our guns. Me included and the one in front walks further inside and stops as he looks me up and down.

“You must be Dante Fanucci?” He says his Russian accent is thick and I look at Ryder and he steps forward.

“Who are you, and why are you and your men in my clubhouse?” He spits at him as he and his men step toward this behemoth of a Russian. The Russian’s men move too until he holds his hand up, signalling them to stop.

“I am here to take you to your daughter.” He says, and I look at Ryder as Angel walks out from the conference room.

She walks straight up to the Russian with not one ounce of fear and hugs him. The Russian smiles and hugs her back. We all stand there bewildered at this.

“Angel, who the fuck is he and why are you hugging him?” Ryder says through gritted teeth. Angel steps back and turns to look at her husband.

“He belongs to the Bratva. He is under the command of not only Ivar Petrov but the Volkov’s,” she explains casually, like it is an everyday occurrence.

I only know Ivar and Alessa, not the Volkov’s or who else works for them. So this does not make me feel better in the slightest.

“Where is she?” I ask as I step forward, with Dylan behind me. He grabs my shoulder, but I don’t shrug him off. This Russian looks at me and smiles.

“Follow me and you will see her. She is unharmed and is currently entertaining her guests.” He says with a chuckle and a smirk on his face.

“What is your name?” Dylan demands and I can feel the rage radiating from him into my back. We have not been able to sleep without her, we have even argued, which is not like us.

“My name is Alexei. I have been with Rebel for the past three days. She is like a Tasmanian Devil, difficult to control. We have been staking out an exclusive sex club. Don’t worry, I never touched her and she didn’t allow anyone to touch her either. She sent me here with some of my men to escort you to where she is currently.” He says he is soft-spoken for the size of him.

“Back up. You and our woman have been in a sex club for three fucking days? Is that right?” I feel my rage building. If she is to go to a sex club, it should be with me and Dylan. Not a bunch of Russian bears.

“Are you hard of hearing? That is what I said. Besides, I don’t find her attractive and I’m sure my husband would castrate me if I touched her or anyone else in that kind of manner.” He says chuckling it should calm me, but it doesn’t. Now he is saying she is ugly. I’m angry again.

“That came out wrong. She is attractive. I just don’t find her attractive.” He says, and I just sigh when Dylan steps forward. Dylan and I aren’t short, but this man towers over us.

“Who are her guests?” Dylan asks, and I see Ryder step forward with Blaze, Ice, and Ripper behind him.

“Colton Raine, Karl Anderson, Scott, and Tyler Jones, Elliott Butler and one Sara Moran and Roman Ricci.” My eyes widen. I look at Angel and she staggers back.

“She did it. She found them.” She whispers and I gulp as I look back at Alexei and he smiles softly at Angel.

“Da, she did. We staked out the venue for three nights and we took them two hours ago. Rebel told us to come and inform her family.” He says as Ryder hugs Angel. Just as the doors open once more and Nico and Nate walk in looking haggard.