The Biker’s Mafia Princess (Angel and Savage) novel Chapter 53

Angel POV.

I had listened to the conversation between Alessa and my momma. They both laughed and Alessa agreed to help and granted us permission to enter her territory. Which we needed, of course. If we didn’t have it, then it would be seen as war. A war even we couldn’t win. No one goes against the Mother’s Revenge, the Bratva, and the Cosa Nostra and lives to tell about it.

The plan has been made. The MC will ride out with my family to get the members who have betrayed the club, and they will be taken care of according to their laws. Death for their betrayal.

Ryder has initiated another lockdown and the members families have begun to enter the compound and I have helped set everyone up in rooms. Hatchet, Ryder, my father, brothers, and uncles are in church with the members as they discuss what will happen.

So it’s me, momma and the women helping set everyone up. Hopefully, this lockdown will only last a few hours, but it’s better to be safe than sorry.

“Angel, can I have a word, please?” I look at the woman how was in the picture with Ryder and I nod my head at her and lead her to a vacant table. I sit down and wait for her to do the same. The other club girls are watching this go down. Are they expecting me to kill her?

I will be speaking to Ryder about cutting them loose. The club girls are more trouble than they are worth. The only ones that were good were Alessa and her girls, when they were here undercover, of course.

“First, what’s your name?” I ask her. I’m nothing but polite and I do know how to be kind.

“Leanna, I’m sorry for what happened this morning. It was simply innocent. I wasn’t looking where I was going. I don’t see Savage like that. None of us do. If anything, we all know the rules when it comes to members who are married or in committed relationships. When you walked in and I walked towards him, it was to actually speak to you, to introduce myself and to see if we could be friends. I don’t want there to be any misunderstanding between us.” She says and I watch her. Gauging to see if I can see a lie in her eyes and she is being honest.

“How did you know who I was? Or why I was here?” I ask her because I haven’t been here in nearly a year and these girls are all new. So I don’t understand how they would know what I looked like or who I was.

“Blaze and Hound, and also the ole ladies and all the members. They all love you. Deanna showed us a picture of you, so that’s how I knew. It was one of the other girls who was talking nonsense after what happened this morning, and Rebel overheard the conversation. I told them that they had just caused a shit storm, and they instantly regretted it. I’m sorry, Angel, for what they said and for hurting Rebel. She is such a beautiful and kind little girl. I feel terrible that this has been blown out of proportion.” She says, looking down at her lap, and I know she is telling the truth.

Women talk and gossip, they always have and will. Especially women involved in the MC lifestyle. That is why no woman, including the ole ladies, are privy to what is said in church.

It takes balls to admit you are genuinely sorry. It takes even bigger balls to admit you were wrong. So she has my respect for that.

“Leanna, that picture was sent to my little brother by a member of this club. With the soul purpose of …” My eyes widen, son of a bitch!

“What? What is it?” she asks, and I stand up and walk to the meeting room. I don’t knock, I just barge in. The doors bang off the walls. I look at my Nate and he looks at me in confusion.

“Angel, what is the meaning of this?” my dad asks, but I ignore him and walk to Nate and he watches me. I hold my hand out and he looks at it and then back to my face.

“What, you want me to lick it? To give you money? My gun?”

“Phone, now.” I say, and he reaches into his jacket and takes the phone out and hands it to me. I open the screen and find the picture, and look at each member in the room.