The Biker’s Mafia Princess (Angel and Savage) novel Chapter 56

Angel POV.

“Angel Moretti. Why am I not surprised to see you here?” Danny asks with a snarl as I’m shoved onto my knees with my hands tied behind my back. I look at him and not at what is happening in the room.

The moans and grunts are loud as members of this MC are fucking women in full view. Bile rises in my throat, knowing these women are not here willingly.

“Well, I had to come and see you, Baby Face. After all, you took something that doesn’t belong to you. So here I am, to get it back. Oh, thanks for the picture by the way. It was genius, but it didn’t work.” I say when he slaps me and my head whips to the side. Tasting blood on my tongue, I spit it on the floor and look up at him.

“You hit like a girl. My four-year-old hits harder than you.” I chuckle when the sounds of sex stops. I lift my chin defiantly.

“You think I won’t kill you? After what you fucking did!” he spits as he grabs me up to my feet. His face inches from mine.

“Don’t you get it. I can’t be killed. Many have tried and failed. You know this, right? The same can’t be said for poor little Foxy.” I laugh as he punches me in the gut and I bend, gasping for breath, when he grabs me by my hair and forces my head back.

“You bitch! You will pay for that. I wonder if Savage will want you after I take you. But then again, it wouldn’t matter. You are …”

“Damaged goods, yeah, yeah. We know. Besides, I wouldn’t want your disease riddled little dick near me. You see, Savage is a real man, baby. You know what happened to the men who raped me? Imagine what will happen to you.” I cackle like I’m crazy. He looks at me, unsure. Oh, doubt. How I love seeing that look.

“Enough!” a loud booming voice says from above the room. Danny chuckles before he spits in my face. As he steps back, I wipe my cheek on my shoulder and look up to see the man who is the prez of this merry band of dickheads.

“Leaving so soon, you little pussy. Call yourself a man, you are no man, Baby Face. Just a little boy at playing it. Now he is a real man. Just look at him.” I say, nodding up at Dane. He smirks as he disappears.

“Oh, you will know how much of a real man he is soon enough.” Danny says as he walks away and grabs a woman who screams. I struggle against my restraints as Dane appears.

He is huge, buzzed hair cut, with grey eyes. He is packed with muscles he is bulky. Every step he takes is with purpose. He is dangerous. But he is stupid. All that muscle and nothing in his head.

“Angel Moretti. It is so nice to finally meet you. We are going to have so much fun together.” I snort on a laugh.

“Oh, please. Do you honestly think I am here to have afternoon tea with you? No fucker, I am here to get my family’s products back. You see, this little plan that you have cooked up is more trouble than it’s worth. Trust me. I should know.” I say as he moves closer to me. He isn’t angry. He looks amused. He grabs my arm and pulls me to my feet.

“Of course. However. It is not me that has the issue with your family or the Princes Of Darkness. No, Danny came to me after what happened with you and his ole lady.” Ole lady? Foxy was his ole lady?

I burst out laughing; I throw my head back and laugh.

“Oh, this is precious. Foxy was not Danny’s ole lady. Fucking hell. Danny was just a prospect when all that went down. Foxy was fucking anything with a cock and a pulse. He is delusional. So he is doing this because what? I killed her? Well newsflash. She had me kidnapped and gang-raped, she kidnapped my four-year-old daughter, caused me to miscarry my child. Caused me so much fucking pain, so yeah, I killed the bitch. I would kill her again and again and anyone who means me and my family harm. Now you see what predicament you have all just walked into?” I say, my eyes blazing with anger.

The whole room is now silent and Danny is nowhere in sight or the other members of the Princes Of Darkness. I look behind Dane and see a familiar face. Mikhail. Ivar’s cousin and he shakes his head subtly as I see Mischa move closer to him.

“Be that as it may. A debt must be paid. You killed his ole lady and child, so he stole your family’s shipment. You see Angel, you are the prize. He wants you. He wants to torture you and then kill you. How can I not allow him that?” he says, and I look at him as he chuckles.

Child? What fucking child?

“Child, you have got to be fucking joking? Oh, man, she is known for pulling that shit! So tell me Dane, why? Why now?” I laugh loud. Fucking delusional men!

“Well, Danny, as you call him. Is my stepbrother. So you see, as the oldest brother, I have to help him. He is family, after all.” He says and I look up at him and roll my eyes when he grabs me by my face.