The Biker’s Mafia Princess (Angel and Savage) novel Chapter 3

Harmony POV.

Today has been productive. Not only did I manage to get my latest book finished, I also went over the design plans for the bar. That’s if the club let it pass tonight. I know they will because they love me.

I walk up the steps to the familiar clubhouse, which is my second home, and open the doors into the main room. I see the members milling about, drinking and playing bar games.

“Hey Harmy.” I roll my eyes and walk into the open arms of uncle Hound. He is one of my favourites. He is always getting into some kind of trouble and he is hilarious. All the brothers and their ole ladies are my aunts and uncles.

“Houndy, what are you up to?” I ask as I squeeze him and he sighs and I know the answer.

“Club business.” We both say at the same time, and he chuckles and I smile up at him.

“It is always club business. You staying out of trouble, at least?” I ask when he slings his arm over my shoulder and we both walk towards the bar. I don’t drink, so the prospect knows to give me soda.

“You know me. I’m never in trouble.” I roll my eyes at him, shaking my head.

“Yeah, and I’m a pink unicorn. What did you do this time?” I ask him when his ole lady Michelle walks over to him.

“Oh, you going to tell her or shall I?” she says, giving him the glare. Oh, I know that glare momma has it down to a tee. So whatever he has done, I can guarantee it’s nothing great.

“Baby, how many times it wasn’t me? Maybe it was one of the kids,” Hound replies, practically whining when Michelle places both her hands on her hips and pops her hip to the side. Oh dear.

“Really, so you didn’t hide my contraceptives from me, thinking I wouldn’t notice. I told you, Danny, no more kids.” My eyes go wide at the use of his legal name. I punch him in the arm.

“You better not have done that, Danny. Give her a break, you damn hound dog. God above your son is only six months old, and the other two are tiny tearaways. I swear if those pills are not back in her purse in the next hour, then it’s.” I make a snipping motion with my fingers and he winces. Michelle hides the giggle and just glares at him.

“Fine, yes, ok. God, Harmony, you are just like your momma and nanna. You are so …”

“She is what now?” I turn to my momma, who is watching Hound giving him the do not fuck with me look and he smiles and becomes nervous.

“Beautiful and kind, caring, generous. That is what I was going to say.” My momma narrows her eyes at him.

“Uh-huh, sure you were. You better go and find them and now Hound unless you want Doc to take a few inches off of you.” she says, and he winces and walks away but not before he kisses Michelle on the cheek and messes up my hair and walks towards my momma and kisses her cheek as well.

“How do you put up with him?” I ask as we watch him speed walk to wherever he is going. Michelle chuckles.

“He is a good guy, a great daddy to our kids, and he has skills.” I make a face at that. Gross. I don’t need to know about his skills. The conquests of Hound before he made Michelle his ole lady are known all over the damn country. He didn’t get the name Hound for nothing.