The Biker’s Mafia Princess (Angel and Savage)

Angel POV.

I'm confused, scared, and irritated. How could I not be? I don't even know who I am or how I got here or why.

That man called Ryder he seemed to know me. He told me we have a daughter. Why can't I remember? He said it was his fault. How is it his fault? What did he do to me?novelbin

I clutch my head and sob as I fight to try and remember what happened and if he is lying.

"Angel, breathe sweetheart. It is a lot to take in." I squeeze my eyes shut as I concentrate on my breathing. Pain in my head like lightning zipping and zapping through my skull. I scream in pain.

But it's not physical, it's gut-wrenching fear and frustration.

"What happened to me?" I say in a whisper as tears stream down my cheeks. I choke on a sob.

"The doctors will explain to you."

"No, you tell me. I don't think I can handle anymore people right now. Please, tell me how I ended up here." I ask as I lift my heavy head to look at the lady. She said her name is Barbara, but everyone calls her Barb. She sits on the bed next to me. She takes my hand in hers and I look at her. Please let her tell me the truth.

"He is a good man. He has been at your side ever since you were bought in. He only leaves for the night to be with your little girl. Your mom stays with you at night. If not her, then it's other people." She says and I frown, not remembering anyone she is mentioning. "The best person to answer your questions is that man outside. He knows what happened to you. I know he said it was his fault, but I don't think it was."

"It could be guilt. That is why he is here. Not love or obligation. I don't know him. Why would I ask him?"

"Honey, let me say this. That man he idolises you. Whatever happened, he deeply regrets it. I would hear him out. I'm sorry, sweetheart." She says and I look up at the door and he is watching me. There is pain in his blue eyes. I look away and wipe my face as I lay back to get comfortable.

"You have been out for three months, honey. You will still be tired, so don't overdo it. Are you in pain anywhere?" she asks, and I shake my head and wince as I do. My brain is pounding against my skull. I have slight discomfort in my arms, right leg, side, and pelvis. "No, just niggles, that's all." I say to her and she smiles as she stands to do something. I close my eyes and take a deep, calming breath. I hear the door open and I open one eye and look at the man who is standing there. "Angel."

"Talk. Tell me what happened. I need to know." I tell him softly as the door opens again and two women walk in, both with tears in their eyes. I look at them both, confused, as I look back at the man. He smiles softly at me.

"These two women behind me are

your closest friends. Scarlett is

known as Scar and Coral. You

moved away over four years ago and ended up in their town. They helped you raise our daughter. Her name is Rebel. She has not long turned three." He tells me and I look at the two women and nothing. No recognition.

"I'm sorry, I don't recognise either of you. You said I moved, and they helped me raise our daughter? Why weren't you there?" I ask him because if he is this loving person, shouldn't he have been there to help me raise his child? What happened? I have too many questions and no one is talking.

"Ryder." The older lady says to him and takes his arm in her hand and nods her head at him before she turns her head and smiles at me.

"You and I dated secretly for three years. Someone broke us apart with lies and deceit and, like a chump, I believed them over you. I didn't know then you were pregnant. Your family and every family in our worlds searched the world for you and my child." I look at him and listen.

"In our world? What world are you talking about?" I look at each of them and he looks down, oh this better not be what I think it is.

"Your parents and brothers are the heads of the mafia and cartel. You are the heiress to an old mafia family, known as the DeNucci's," I blink, trying to register what he is saying. This can't be true? Can it? What I'm some kind of mafia princess?

"Sorry, the mafia and cartel? Sorry, but if that were the case and you hurt me and caused me to run, then why are you still alive?" I ask because if my parents and family have connections with the mafia and cartel shouldn't they have, like I don't know, killed him? This isn't making sense.

"Believe me, your momma shot me," he says, chuckling, but I don't find it funny. I have no recollection of any of this.

"Ok, fast forward to why I'm here and why I can't remember anything?" I say as I gulp. I look at each person in the room.

"Our daughter was kidnapped during

a car crash. You were in that car. We were heading to my parent's house before we had an appointment. We were attacked on the road and I told you to go to my parents as I left the vehicle to give you and Rebel a

chance to escape. The person who broke us up. Did it all. She caused a lot of problems for us. You went to her to get our daughter. You fought with her and her men. You killed her and ..." my chest feels tight and my head explodes in pain. I close my eyes as pain rips through me.

Flashes of bright light, the roar of a fire, a child screaming. A building burning to the ground. Pain flares in my side and I clutch it. “ANGEL, STAY WITH ME!" Everything goes black.

Hearing a sadistic laugh, a child's

scream. I look up and I'm in a building, a woman with red hair and brown eyes surrounded by men in leather jackets. She is smiling evilly at me. Took away and all I can hear is guns firing and the roar of a fire. A knife sticking out of my side. My eyes fly open and I jolt up, gasping as I look around the room frantically

for the woman and the men.

"Angel, it's ok. Stay calm. It's ok." I clutch at the person as I stare at the wall as the images fade and disappear.

"Foxy." Is all I say as I fall back down and black out.