The Biker’s Mafia Princess (Angel and Savage) novel Chapter 9

I bend down and scoop her up in my arms, and she rests her head on my shoulder. I look at Blaze. He looks like his eyes are about to bug out of his head with his mouth wide open.

“Close your mouth.” I say as I walk past with my baby girl on my hip. She giggles and god help me, she is fucking cute. A perfect combination of me and Angel. I enter the clubhouse and find Angel sitting at a table, the women eyeing her curiously. I move closer to her and sit down opposite her.

“Ok, let’s this over with. We will be heading back with my parent’s to the house they have provided for us. We will start slowly, Savage. You will see her at weekends and build up to overnight. I take it you have your own house?” she gets right down to it. This is not the Angel I knew three years ago.

“Yeah, I have my own house. So she can stay there when I have her. My mom and dad would like to see her too. I know you don’t want her near the clubhouse, but she is my daughter, and she needs to be around us. Trust me when I say this. Her family has just expanded more. My men and their old ladies won’t hurt you or her, and you know that.” I say to her and she looks at me before her eyes narrow. Yeah, this is not the same Angel.

“Oh, I know they won’t because if they do. They die. It’s that simple, so until I can trust you completely, she stays with me. Times have changed Savage. She is my responsibility, her safety is my responsibility and if I think for one nanosecond, she is at risk being with you. Then it’s simple: you won’t see her.” I growl at her words, but that doesn’t faze her.

“She will be safe. I give you my word.” She scoffs and looks away from me, folding her arms over her chest. I look at Antonio and he is smirking at her.

“Angel, you know he won’t allow anything to happen to her. She is the little princess of both families. He would be stupid to let anything happen to her,” he says, looking at me and I read the warning in his tone. Antonio Moretti has the power to destroy me and my club, and I would be powerless to stop him.

“Pwincess, Rebel pwincess.” We all smile as she wiggles next to me and claps her hands.

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