The Biker’s Mafia Princess (Angel and Savage) novel Chapter 45

Angel POV.

I’m confused, scared, and irritated. How could I not be? I don’t even know who I am or how I got here or why.

That man called Ryder he seemed to know me. He told me we have a daughter. Why can’t I remember? He said it was his fault. How is it his fault? What did he do to me?

I clutch my head and sob as I fight to try and remember what happened and if he is lying.

“Angel, breathe sweetheart. It is a lot to take in.” I squeeze my eyes shut as I concentrate on my breathing. Pain in my head like lightning zipping and zapping through my skull. I scream in pain.

But it’s not physical, it’s gut-wrenching fear and frustration.

“What happened to me?” I say in a whisper as tears stream down my cheeks. I choke on a sob.

“The doctors will explain to you.”

“No, you tell me. I don’t think I can handle anymore people right now. Please, tell me how I ended up here.” I ask as I lift my heavy head to look at the lady. She said her name is Barbara, but everyone calls her Barb. She sits on the bed next to me.

She takes my hand in hers and I look at her. Please let her tell me the truth.

“He is a good man. He has been at your side ever since you were bought in. He only leaves for the night to be with your little girl. Your mom stays with you at night. If not her, then it’s other people.” She says and I frown, not remembering anyone she is mentioning.

“The best person to answer your questions is that man outside. He knows what happened to you. I know he said it was his fault, but I don’t think it was.”

“It could be guilt. That is why he is here. Not love or obligation. I don’t know him. Why would I ask him?”

“Honey, let me say this. That man he idolises you. Whatever happened, he deeply regrets it. I would hear him out. I’m sorry, sweetheart.” She says and I look up at the door and he is watching me. There is pain in his blue eyes. I look away and wipe my face as I lay back to get comfortable.

“You have been out for three months, honey. You will still be tired, so don’t overdo it. Are you in pain anywhere?” she asks, and I shake my head and wince as I do. My brain is pounding against my skull. I have slight discomfort in my arms, right leg, side, and pelvis.

“No, just niggles, that’s all.” I say to her and she smiles as she stands to do something. I close my eyes and take a deep, calming breath. I hear the door open and I open one eye and look at the man who is standing there.