The Biker’s Mafia Princess (Angel and Savage) novel Chapter 55

Savage POV.

This woman of mine. I swear to god I will tie her to the damn bed when I catch up to her. I will spank her ass red. She never fucking learns. She never fucking listens, either. Can’t she see this is fucking dangerous? That I have lost her too many times to lose her again?

She is being a brat and she will learn a valuable lesson when I get my god damn hands on her!

I run to my bike as I straddle it and start it up, putting my helmet on. Angel fucking Moretti will be the death of me, that I’m certain of.

“Where did she go?” Antonio roars as he approaches his SUV.

“To see Alessa, that’s where!” I snap at him and he growls as he enters his vehicle.

“MOVE OUT!” I shout over the rumble of the bikes and make a motion with my hand in the air and I take off. On the road, I see her in the distance. Oh, it’s on.

I rev the throttle, gaining on her, when she begins dodging and weaving through traffic. That’s it. She is grounded when I get her back. No more bikes, no more leaving the compound. The little brat. I gain on her again when she pops a damn wheelie and shoots off. My heart is in my throat as she gains speed. God help me if Rebel becomes like her mom.

I will be having a word with dad about that damn bike he bought for mom. Mom has ridden it a few times, but I know she hasn’t opened it up like Angel is doing. FUCK! I look around and can’t see her. Where the fuck did she just go?

I growl as I keep riding forward, needing to get to the Mother’s Revenge before she does. Angel needs to be put in her place and that is not on this damn mission!

I signal to take the next exit as I roll to a stop at the lights. I wait for the rest of the club to catch up. I ride off and pull into the side of the road. I shut the bike off and climb off. I grab my phone and call her number, but it just rings. My crew and the Moretti men all arrive as I pace anxiously, waiting for her to pick up.

“Where is she?” Antonio asks frantically. He knows she will get herself killed if she goes to do this. She shouldn’t even be involved. But I understand that this is her family’s business as much as it is ours.

“She isn’t answering. She is heading to the Mother’s Revenge. But why?” I ask and he looks at me and sighs, leaning his head back against the headrest in the SUV. As he punches the steering wheel.

“Ryder, you know as well as I do. That when Angel has something in her head, there is no stopping her. I can guarantee that she thinks Danny is connected in someway to Foxy. Hell, I’m damn sure all the brothers who weren’t married or in relationships at that time had a go of her,” he says and I wince, knowing he is right. So that would mean …

“Danny loved her.” I say, and Antonio chuckles.

“Now you’re catching on. What better way to avenge her than stealing my products and guns, for us to then blame you all and wipe you all out?” he says and I groan and try calling her again, but no answer.

“Gianni, contact Alessa and find out if Angel is with her. I don’t want her near this.” I say and Gianni rolls his eyes but takes out his phone anyway and dials Alessa.

“Hey Alessa, it’s Gianni Moretti, oh ok. Yeah, sure. Hold on.” He removes the phone from his ear and looks at me.

“Angel with her, they have someone on the inside awaiting instruction.” He says and I breathe a breath of relief.

“Tell her to give us the location and we will handle it. I don’t want Angel anywhere near this.” I snap as I stalk back to my bike and throw my helmet back on as I straddle my bike and turn it back on.

“Ok, got it. See you soon.” He hangs up and says something to Antonio, who nods his head and Gianni walks to the SUV and climbs in.