The Biker’s Mafia Princess (Angel and Savage)

Angel POV.

"You betrayed your brothers. You will both die for this. So tell me, Solomon, does it feel good to betray your club? And you Hound, I should have known you are nothing but a pussy ass bitch. So come on, why?" I say, knowing the earpiece is recording this. Good thing it is tiny and they can't see it. I ignore the shouts from outside and the obvious noise of Ryder and my family trying to get in by any means. It is then I notice there are no windows in this barn.

"Well, this is payback. Payback for what your momma and grandfather did to my sister." I look at Solomon but shrug. Ok, well, I was either still a baby, or it was when I was a child. Either way, it has nothing to do with me.

"And who was your sister? My grandfather is nothing to me. My momma killed him after what he did. If anything, my father should have killed him when my momma was a child. Besides, my momma must have had her reasons to kill your sister. She wouldn't kill anyone just for the sake of it." I tell him, and he chuckles.

"My sister was the one who should have married your father. Granted, she was being used by your grandfather to bring your father down. But still, she didn't deserve to die the way she did." He says, and I become confused.

When it clicks. The one who should have married my father. Hold on, I remember hearing something about a woman who was my father's friend but became his goomar (Mistress) before he let her go after he first saw my momma.

"Hate to break it to you, Solomon, but who was your sister? Because I have no idea who you are talking about. So clearly she wasn't very important to my parents or you, otherwise you would have gotten your revenge sooner." I say to him, goading him and it's fucking working as the other men approach me.Text content © NôvelDrama.Org.

"Her name was Carmella. She was my little sister and...

"Ohhhh, the whore. Yeah, I have heard about her. Foxy, it seems you have something in common with her. Ha! From what I've heard, from the whispers and stories about her. She was willingly sleeping with my father's and grandfather's men. Then when my momma was saved after what my father did to her. Carmella was already in with my grandfather, so he strung her up. When my momma's identity was revealed, she ordered her to be kept alive. It was José who humiliated and degraded your whore of a sister. My momma was the one who killed her, she deserved it and then some. She was not only after my father, but she was after my grandfather. She was a whore and died a whore. Just like you will, Foxy!" I say, laughing as I pull my guns and take aim.

"So now that is cleared up, tell me Hound, why did you betray your club and brothers?" I ask, as he looks murderous.

"Enough, I want her alive. So boys, have your fun with her. Then, if there is anything left, I will kill her. Hound, you said you always wanted to fuck her raw. Well, you can go first. Oh, and make the bitch scream, make her bleed." Foxy says, and I look at Hound.

He walks closer to me and pulls his gun and takes aim so he is going to do this at gunpoint? I think fucking not. I shift one of my guns to him. He gets closer to me, my finger on the trigger. When he winks at me, then he turns and faces Solomon.

"Did you think I would betray Savage and my brothers? You're dead wrong." He fires and hits Solomon in between his eyes, and I take that as my cue to open fire at each man in the room. Foxy screams and fires at me, hitting me in the shoulder. I scream as I hit the dusty barn floor. I groan as I reach up and put pressure on my wound. Gun fire sounds from outside, so it would seem the rest of Solomon's men have arrived.

"RYDER, MOMMA!" I shout, but it's too painful.

"KILL THEM BOTH!" Foxy screams over the gunfire. I turn to my side and see Hound get hit. My eyes widen and I watch as he lands on the floor. He is alive. He looks at me and nods his head once and I lift my gun and fire and keep firing until I run out of bullets. I can hear shouts and banging coming from outside.

This needs to end now.

I move to my knees and spit up blood. I look at Foxy, who is losing it as her men fall. I get to my feet. I roar at her when she looks at me with frightened, wide eyes.

"FOXY! COME ON, BITCH! LET'S END THIS!" I move towards her. Picturing Rebel screaming, I run. She turns to face me. Her face pales and fight-or-flight takes hold of her. She fumbles with the lighter as I tackle her to the ground. The air leaves us both in a whoosh. As the last man falls.

I get my breath back as I straddle her and punch her and keep punching her. When I feel something sharp hit me in the side. I look down and see a knife in my side. I look at her and she is smiling. Her teeth are red from blood before she laughs hysterically.

"Do you remember this knife? You

tried to use on me. You've lost Angel. Ryder will be mine now and I will kill Rebel just because I can." She says 'move back and stagger as I back away towards the door. Seeing the lighter to the side see her look as well. Fuck this. No one will leave here alive. I have to protect my daughter, my family, my fucking club!

"Hound, get out." I say as I run and slide to the lighter. I flick it and Foxy stops in her tracks as she screams, no. I smirk at her as I throw it. The gasoline ignites. I move to my feet once more, my vison blurring, but shake my head as black smoke fills the barn. The fire moves up the walls of the barn. I smile evilly at her and I know she is seeing the mafia princess in front of her now. Not the weak bitch who was hurt by her and Ryder. No, that bitch died and now I am the devil. The fallen Angel.

Foxy is screaming, trying to find a way out. I follow the sound and tackle her again. I rip the knife from my side and it's getting difficult to breathe. The doors fall and Hound screams for me, but I ignore him. My target is in sight. The fire is burning hotter as the barn begins to collapse.

I crawl to her as she groans and coughs. She kicks me in the face and I fall back as she turns on her knees; I grab her back and by her hair, ripping chunks free as she tries to save herself. She falls beside me. I scramble as she wheezes. I straddle her, pinning her to the ground.

"This ends now, Foxy. Just know it's

the devil who sent you to Hell." I say as I thrust the knife into her chest. She screams. Twisting the knife, I pull it out, her eyes wide and mouth forming an O as she tries to breathe, choking on the pain when I run the blade across her throat and she chokes on her blood watch the life leave her and my head feels light and fuzzy.

I stagger to my feet as I wobble to find my way out, stumbling over bodies. I can hear the roar of the fire, feeling the heat lick my skin, the crackling of timber. Part of the roof buckles as I run to where I can see a light in the billowing smoke. I see Ryder and he is being held back as people are running around trying to find a way in.

"ANGEL!" he screams. I can see the horror on his face. He knows.

He sees me, and I smile at him, clutching my side, my hand slippery with my blood as my vision blurs and I fall to my knees. I fall forward as the first pieces of the roof begin to collapse.

"MOMMY!" I snap open my eyes and gasp. For some reason, I feel a new strength, that final push. I begin to crawl coughing and choking on the smoke. As I hear a loud groaning, I turn my head to the side as the walls collapse in on themselves. This is it. The roof begins to collapse as I roll and make myself into a ball.

The debris is falling all around me. I protect my head. I pray to god and all his angels to protect my family, and to let them know they are loved. My life flashes before my eyes.

Growing up with two loving parents and an enormous family that would die to protect me. I see Ryder as a boy and growing up together, hearing our laughter. I see our first time together. It was beautiful, the birth of Rebel. All the good times and I smile, feeling a tear trickle down my cheek. When everything goes black.