The Biker’s Mafia Princess (Angel and Savage) novel Chapter 11

Angel POV.

Well, what should have been a time for me and Rebel to settle in to our new home turned into a damn cookout.

The food was cooking on the grill in the back garden; the lawn was filled with my family, Savage, and his mom and dad and some of his guys. It was too much for Rebel being around so many new people and she was getting ratty from travelling and the excitement.

I was in the kitchen placing dishes in the dishwasher when I felt his presence.

“Need a hand?” he asks, but I ignore him. He had the intention of coming here because I won’t allow Rebel to be around the clubhouse. Couldn’t he have waited until we were settled before coming here like a damn wrecking ball and ruining the peace? Obviously not.

“Look, I know this is all extremely overwhelming and …” He starts. I snap, slamming the door of the dishwasher and spin to snarl at him.

“And WHAT! You turn up unannounced with your fucking crew, not even letting us settle before you start your dominant shit.” I walk closer to him and poke my finger in his chest.

“Let me make myself clear, Savage. This is mine and Rebel’s home, not your damn clubhouse. Don’t you think that Rebel and I needed to settle first before you walked in and turned what was to be a quiet night into a damn frat party?” I scream at him moments away from exploding.

“Now look here Angel. My parents have a right to meet her and …”

“Your parents, not your fucking men!” I scream again as my chest heaves and he looks at me pissed, good now he knows how I felt when they all turned up.

“Someone needs a nap.” He says mockingly, and that’s it. I snap and slap him hard.

“Get. Out!” I say, ignoring the stinging in my hand.

“Angel I was …”

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