The Biker’s Mafia Princess (Angel and Savage) novel Chapter 4

Angel POV.

I wake up to the sound of Rebel’s belly laughing. I climb out of bed and yawn, stretching. I look down and I groan, stuffing my boob back inside my vest top. I rub my eyes as I stagger down the hallway to her room. Still sleepy, I didn’t get much sleep last night. I couldn’t settle, every time I closed my eyes. I saw his face. I look at my little girl who is sat on the floor playing with her blocks.

“Rebel.” I say in a singsong voice she turn her head to the sound, her hair sticking up in every direction kind of like mine right now. I chuckle as she stands up and runs to the baby gate. I lean over it and pick her up. Giving her kisses all over her face.

She is a happy baby, she always has been. Her tantrums, however, could frighten a hurricane away. She is explosive when she is having a moment. But on the whole, she is a happy girl.

“You hungry?” I reach for her head and try my best to smooth down the crazy professor hair. She nods her head and snuggles into the crook of my neck. I chuckle and pat her bottom as I walk us both down the stairs.

Boomer lifts his head from his bed in the living room, his stump of a tail wags like crazy as he stands and follows me to the back door to be let out so he can use the bathroom. I enter the bathroom by the back door and quickly change Rebel, wash my hands and pick her back up. Then I shuffle to her highchair and place her in it. I hand her a book and she bangs it against the tray.

“Ok little lady, what do you want for breakfast?” I ask her as I flick the kettle on and get to work making my coffee. It’s going to take a truckload to get me functioning this morning.

“Eggs, tost.” I chuckle dippy egg and toast it is. She is still learning to say words properly, but she is doing great. I get to work boiling the water for the eggs. I turn the TV on to some kids channel I turn the chair so she can see the TV in the living room. I drop the eggs into the water and get Boomer’s breakfast ready.

Once the eggs are ready, I let them cool slightly as I make her toast and butter them, cutting them into long strips for her to be able to hold.

I sit next to her watching her eat her breakfast. I smile as she gently picks up the long strip of toast and dips it into the gooey yolk. She does a little dance in her seat as she eats. I chuckle at her antics.

The doorbell sounds and I reach for my phone and check the camera. I groan out. Just great. It didn’t take him long. I ignore it for now. When he starts pounding on my door. Boomer growls and abandons his food as he walks towards the window.

“Angel, I know you are inside. Open the door, I just want to talk.” Boomer starts barking which causes Rebel to jump out of her skin. Can’t have a moment’s peace?

“Shhh sweetheart, it’s ok you eat your breakfast. Mommy is going to answer the door.” I tell her it’s a good thing she has finished her egg and is now eating her buttery toast.

I kiss her head and move to the door. Boomer stands in front of me and I grab his collar. I take a breath and open the door.

“What do you want, Savage?” he looks at me in surprise before he smirks at me. Shit, oh well, no point in hiding now.

“Just to talk Angel, please.” I roll my eyes as Boomer growls and I pull him back.

“We have nothing to talk about, Savage. I think you said everything that needed to be said three years ago. Now, if you don’t mind, I’m kind of busy.” I go to shut the door when his booted foot stops me.