The Biker’s Mafia Princess (Angel and Savage)

Savage POV.

Sitting on my bike, feeling the heat on my face from the building that is currently burning. I sigh. This has to work. We are three days away from the seven-day deadline Teagan gave me. We cased the Viper's clubhouse and businesses and they haven't been seen. "This better work Savage." Blaze says to me from the side as I keep my eyes forward as I watch the building begin to collapse in on itself. We made sure no one was inside any of the buildings before we torched them. No casualties, but the missed profits will hit the Vipers

hard and will force them to make themselves known.

After what happened at my compound and the talk with Teagan, we have worked around the clock to find them and not so much as a blip on the radar. So we have moved to underhanded tactics.

"It will. I have a feeling people in this town know how to contact Crusher. Even if they weren't forthcoming with the information. Give it time, they will slither out of hiding to access the damage." I say, keeping my eyes forward.

"Maybe we should look like we are rolling out and hide. If they think we are still here, they won't come." Ripper says and I agree.

"Ok boys, let's ride." I say, turning my bike on. We roll out until we are far enough away but close enough to see what is happening. We hide and wait.

"Any news on Angel?" Tank, my enforcer, asks and I sigh, shaking my head. She hasn't been seen or heard from.

"No, she will be trying to find them herself. That is why doing this is important. We need to get them before she does." I say and I hate to think what she will do if we fuck this up.

"Well, we may not need to wait long to find out." Ice says and I turn to look at him as his eyebrows furrow at something he is looking at on the screen of his phone.

"Well, don't make me ask."

"It would seem she has posted something on the Dark Web. Something about needing new runners for the heir of the DeNucci family." She fucking wouldn't. He hands me the phone and I groan. Yeah, she would and she has. However, she can't do that. Only Antonio can. "This is brilliant." We all look at him like he has lost it.

"How is this brilliant? She has just made it known we have fucked up." and he smiles and nods his head when it clicks. Ok she is brilliant, but reckless. She is one clever girl. Baiting the fucking hook to reel them in, they will come to her.

"Exactly, what better way to draw them out by giving them the opportunity to work for her family? Let's face it, everyone knows of the joined DeNucci stroke Moretti stroke Cartel family. Hell, I wouldn't be surprised if Crusher is planning to meet up with her." He says I go to speak when the rumble of bikes stops me.

"Keep an eye on it. We've got company." I say, rubbing my hands together. This is going to be good.

"Bikes incoming." Ripper says as we all watch when an SUV drives from the opposite side. Oh, hell no.

"Who wants to bet that in that armoured SUV is one little Angel Moretti?" Blaze says and I gulp. If she is here, then it is going to go down. She won't be here to play.

From where we are hidden, the bikers ride straight past, not seeing us. I look and see the VP Tomahawk leading a group of four other men. Interesting, where is Crusher?

I watch as the bikes line up ahead of the SUV and they get off. Some are shouting as they watch the building burn to ashes. I chuckle. This is sweet.

I see the SUV door open, but can't see who has stepped out. Then I see her blonde hair against the fiery backdrop. She is wearing a black pencil skirt and red blouse, with black stiletto pumps on her feet.

It's then that I see the men in full tactical gear come out of hiding from behind the building with their guns raised and trained on the Vipers men. Shit! It's a fucking hit!

"Pres, what do we do?" I keep my eyes on her as she stands tall and proud. Not taking her eyes from the men who have their hands up.

"We need to take them now!" I say. I'm sorry, princess. This is my job. We stalk out of the shadows towards them to get a better view and to hear what she is saying.

"Where is your president?" Her voice is hard as steel, but wrapped in something like silk. Firm yet delicate.Content provided by NôvelDrama.Org.

"We don't have to tell you shit, bitch!" The VP shouts before he spits on the ground. It happens too fast as she pulls her gun and shoots him in the head and he falls. She sighs and looks up at the dark sky before turning her attention to the others.

"I will ask again, where is your president?" She turns and her eyes land on me. She smirks before she turns her face to the men who are now on their knees.

"Wait, I know you. Oh, how could I not remember you? That pussy was so good, tight, needy. I told you boys, and you didn't believe me, well here she is." My stomach drops at his words.

He is one of the men who raped her.

I growl and move forward when I'm held back. He needs to fucking pay for what he and the others did to her. I need to feel his blood on my skin as I slice his fucking throat for touching what is mine. She chuckles coldly as she steps forward to him.

"I told you, my family would make you pay. They would kill you and your families, but you laughed it off like it was some kind of a joke. Do you know who I am, little man?" she chuckles as he tries to get to her but is held back.

"You're Angel, Savage's whore and

mother to the little bitch you tried to pass off as his. Yeah, I know all about you. Foxy told us everything, trying to take her man from her. So we did what we were told and I don't regret it. In fact, I would do it again. I'd keep you as my whore!" He spits when she laughs and nods her head as the man holding him punches him to the ground before grabbing him back up by his hair. Blood streaming down his chin as he groans.

"I'm Angel Moretti, you fucking moron. You know who my father and mother are, right?" She asks as a sob erupts from one of the men. The one who raped her is wide eyed and shaking.

"We... We didn't know your full name. If we had known, it wouldn't have happened. Foxy, she she set us up!" Angel chuckles, puts her gun to his forehead.

"That's not what you just said now, was it? So we will start again. Where is Crusher? I won't ask nicely again." She says as we move to stand by her.

"He is hiding in a town four hours west of here. Please, I have a family. I didn't mean to ..." she shoots him and he falls backwards.

"So do I." she holsters her gun and turns to look at us.

"Sorry Savage, but these vile sad sacks will be coming with me," she says.

"Load them up." She shouts, waving her finger in the air in a circular motion.

"Angel! Listen to me, you have nowhere to hold them. Think of Rebel." I plead with her as I move to grab her when a large hand shoves me back. A gun trained on me.

"I am thinking of Rebel. Only if you could say the same. Who said I'm going to hold them? This is my party Savage and you and your boys aren't welcome. Now why don't y'all mosey on away?" She shoos me away as she chuckles.

"We are taking them. We have the holding cells. We will be accommodating. Angel, you need us." She stops walking and looks at a man who looks like Marco but isn't as bulky.

"We could use them in holding them." He says to her and she sighs.

"Fine. Secure them and get them in the van. Simon, send that video to the dark web, make sure it is circulated. want Crusher and the rest of his crew to see it. As for you, Savage, nothing happens to them until I say so. This is my capture, not yours. I will say this though, you burning their clubhouse and businesses to the ground were well played. It brought me part of what I want. Now, go before I change my mind. I have places to be." She says as she turns back around and walks back to the SUV.

What just fucking happened? I don't recognise her anymore. I know why this happened, but it's surreal. It shouldn't be this way. With what she has just done, she has just opened the floodgates. We will be washed away in a tsunami of her rage.