The Biker’s Mafia Princess (Angel and Savage) novel Chapter 63

Ryder POV.

I look at Angel as she sleeps. Every so often, she whimpers and wiggles closer to me. I run my fingers lazily through her long blonde hair. She calms down. That nightmare she had last night shook her to her core. It hit home that she is dealing with so much and this pregnancy is going to unlock all kinds of fears for not just her, but me, too.

I will do everything in my power to show her that she is safe and nothing will happen. I move out of bed after I kiss her on the head. I head to the bathroom and do my business. Washing my hands, I enter the bedroom again and see she is hugging my pillow. I smile at this. I throw on a pair of sweats and leave the room. Keeping the door open.

I make my way down the hallway and down the stairs to get to the kitchen. I make a start on drinks and breakfast. The front door opens and I look around the corner and see Ice and Ripper coming in, looking worse for wear. It seems they had a good night. I yawn and go back to cooking.

“Yo prez.” Ice says as he walks past me and I can smell perfume on him. Ripper looks the same and I chuckle. Do I miss that? No, I don’t I have everything I need. My girls and the life growing inside of my woman.

“Good night I take it?” I say as I flip the bacon and start on the eggs.

“You could say that. We went in and man Temptress is something else. All that pussy, just wow. They are high class.” I roll my eyes as I focus on making scrambled eggs.

“Anyway, what happened?” I ask as I stir the eggs as they start to form.

“We got there and met up with one of Teagan’s girls. She showed us around. We went to a booth and just watched the crowd. Then the manager walked in like he owned the place.” Ripper snorts, shaking his head.

“Yeah, so he walked in with two women on his arm. He was flashing the cash. Even heard him say he owned the place.” I chuckled. I know how this would have played out.

“And?”

“Well, we caught his eye, and he walked to us. The women on his arm both looked at us like they needed help. He questioned us about why we were there in his club and we needed to the leave. You know the usual bullshit. He didn’t see that Teagan was behind him listening to him ranting about it being his club and he will have us killed. Blah, blah, blah, blah.” Ripper chuckles as I plate up the food and begin to make toast and drinks.

Angel will probably only want toast and eggs. So I make a plate for her but keep it warm.

“It was only then that he must have felt the barrel of the gun because he went wide eyed and looked like he was going to piss his pants.” They both chuckle, shaking their heads. Mind you, running your mouth thinking you’re the big shit will do that. Until you come up against the actual owner who is a tad psychotic. I say that with love clearly. We all fear Teagan for a good reason. She is worse than Antonio.

“What happened then?” we all turn to see Angel standing in the doorway. She looks awful. Bags under her eyes. Her hair is a bird’s nest. I walk to her and lift her up and carry her to sit at the table. I move and make her a drink, remembering about the coffee. I make her a tea and hand it to her. She smiles and thanks me.

“Well, your momma heard everything that rat bastard had to say. Spouting his mouth off about it being his club. Your momma took him to the room where they hold their meetings and we followed.”

“Hey did you know the upstairs is a sex club? Man, the things we saw. Just wow. Women with multiple men and vice versa.” Ice says and I chuckle, shaking my head at him. I place the plates in front of them and sit next to Angel as she sips her tea, nodding her head.

“Yeah, of course I knew. I was planning on …” I look at her and she blushes as she realises what she was about to say.

“You were planning on what?” I ask teasing her. I knew her intention. She was wanting to get freaky in one of those rooms. I would have let her, too. She is curious and I would have loved to indulge with her. We have been experimenting in the bedroom. Trying different things. She loves it and so do I.

“Nothing for you to worry about. Anyway, then what happened?” she diverts the conversation.

“Oh yeah, well, we entered the room and your dad was sitting at the head of the table with all kinds of paper in front of him. Alex knew his jig was up. Your dad looked pissed as hell. They spoke well. I say spoke Alex couldn’t say anything. After all, your dad and momma had been watching him. It turns out he was stealing from the business and using it as his own cash. He bought a house, car, clothes, expensive jewellery, and it turns out he is also part of the trafficking syndicate.” He says as he eats his breakfast. Angel goes still and stands up and leaves the room.

“What else happened?” I ask as I wait for her to come back and when she does, she has her laptop and phone.