The Biker’s Mafia Princess (Angel and Savage) novel Chapter 7

Savage POV.

It’s the next morning and I’m sat on one of the sofas in the clubhouse with a coffee in front of me. All I can think of is Angel and my little girl. Last night, a few of the club whores tried to get me into bed, but I brushed them off. There is only one woman for me and I won’t be making that same mistake again.

Most clubs, even though the members have old ladies, still fuck around. But that is not what my club or the sister clubs are about. Once we are tied down, we stay loyal. I should have tied her to me sooner, but I was fucking stupid and naïve. I will never forget the look on her beautiful face when she saw me with Foxy.

Since then I haven’t looked at another woman. No matter how blue my balls have gotten, the only pussy I want is Angel’s. She is everything an old lady should be. She is kind, loyal, loving, beautiful, funny, smart, but she is soft-hearted. Well, that is what I believed until I saw her again.

She has changed; she was never the spoilt rich kid. Even though she was born with a silver spoon. She never used it to her advantage, not like others would. She never looked down on anyone and would help where she could. Angel by name and Angel by nature. But I broke her and I know I have my work cut out with her.

My phone rings and I sigh, picking up off the table and see it’s Antonio calling.

“Savage, are you at the clubhouse?” no pleasantries with him and I get it. I’m the reason why his baby girl ran.

“Yeah, we’re still here. Are they ok?” I ask, knowing that he and Teagan went to see Angel last night. I haven’t slept just thinking about what will happen.

“Yeah, they are both fine. Look, we spoke to her last night, but I think you need to come outside.” He says and I look up as Blaze comes out of one of the bedrooms, pulling his T-shirt over his bed head as he shuffles towards the kitchen.

“Ok, I’ll be out now.” I say, hanging up. I grab my coffee just as Blaze walks to me, yawning with his own coffee.

“Where are you going?”

“Antonio is outside and wants to speak to me.” I say. He nods, taking a sip of his coffee, and follows me outside.

I walk down the steps to see the almighty Antonio Moretti leaning against the SUV. I look around to see some of the members are milling about. Giving us curious glances. No-one is stupid enough to approach him and with good fucking reason.

He pushes off the SUV, and the door opens and I see her blonde head over the door. I straighten up and look towards Blaze and he stops mid sip as Rebel walks to Antonio and he picks her up in his arms and hugs her to him.

I look and smile as I see her kiss him on the cheek even though that should be me and I will have my work cut out for me. Angel slams the door of the SUV shut, glaring at me.

I gulp, knowing this is not going to go down well. She walks up the steps, still glaring a hole in me; she passes me and moves to Blaze and kisses him on the cheek and heads inside the clubhouse like she owns it. I sigh, shaking my head as I see Rebel looking at me with her head tilted slightly.

I smile at her, and she smiles back, and my heart turns into a puddle.

“Hey, baby girl.” I say to her, and she watches me with eyes like her mom. She turns to Antonio and wiggles to be put down and he places her down. She is so tiny and fucking adorable in her pink tutu skit with a little white top and sparkly converse. Her blonde hair is in two pigtails, she holds her hand out to me and I choke.