Angel POV.“Angel Moretti. Why am I not surprised to see you here?” Danny asks with a snarl as I’m shoved onto my knees with my hands tied behind my back. I look at him and not at what is happening in the room.The moans and grunts are loud as members of this MC are fucking women in full view. Bile rises in my throat, knowing these women are not here willingly.“Well, I had to come and see you, Baby Face. After all, you took something that doesn’t belong to you. So here I am, to get it back. Oh, thanks for the picture by the way. It was genius, but it didn’t work.” I say when he slaps me and my head whips to the side. Tasting blood on my tongue, I spit it on the floor and look up at him.“You hit like a girl. My four-year-old hits harder than you.” I chuckle when the sounds of sex stops. I lift my chin defiantly.“You think I won’t kill you? After what you fucking did!” he spits as he grabs me up to my feet. His face inches from mine.“Don’t you get it. I can’t be killed. Many have tr
Angel POV.They all look at me in shock and then rage. “How did you escape?” Dane snarls as he stalks to me and I lift my head with a bored expression on my face.“I’m Angel fucking Moretti, that’s how. Danny knows how many times I have escaped death. But saying that. You are an amateur when it really comes down to it. Right Captain.” He stops in his tracks and winces slightly at the rank.I lift my guns at him. I see Mischa. She silently removes her heels and I look back at Dane. and all the members are now solely focused on us. He laughs, a loud booming laugh as his men follow his example. Sheep, all of them are sheeple.“So you know my rank, big deal. What you working for, JAG?” he steps closer like a hungry wolf eyeing its potential prey. He needs to realise even a rabbit has teeth.“Maybe I am. Maybe I’m not. But you would know why they are after you. I’m even more certain your entire unit knows why. But just so we are clear. You will die here tonight. Know that it is Angel Moret
Savage POV.It has been two months since what went down with the Hell Raiders MC and the betrayers of our club. My father was released three days after he was shot. He wanted to leave sooner but my mom put her foot down with him even though he grumbled about it. I know he loves it when mom goes all alpha female on him.Angel, well, she is a different story. She moved back here into my house. She hasn’t been punished yet because the punishment I have for her requires her to be naked. I won’t be forgetting about what she did anytime soon and I will wait until she is ready to open that part of herself to me once more. I’m not pushing her for that step. She will decide when she is ready for that.I have taken back my position as president of the club and my first order of business is to raise the issue about the club girls. I’m not comfortable with them being here or even being a part of this club. I know many of the ole ladies have fears that their men will stray and if I’m being honest;
Angel POV.I wake up feeling like utter shit. It’s dark out. I’m drained, but I know I have much to do. Ryder is now the president once more. So he has been busy with the club and I have been busy with Rebel and the mission to close down the trafficking rings and auction sites.I roll out of bed quite literally as I make my way to the bathroom. A dizzy spell washes over me, but I brace myself and take a few breaths. Yeah, it doesn’t help that I have been missing meals. I used the bathroom and turned the shower on. Needing to get ready for the day.I strip down and enter the shower. The hot water sings to my soul as I let it wash away the sleep when it hits me. How did I end up in bed? I remember playing with Rebel and Boomer and then feeling tired. So we all took a nap. Then nothing.I sigh as I reach for the body wash and puff; I pour a generous amount of the creamy, coconut scented liquid and get to work washing away the sleep and tiredness. I’m blasted with cold air as I feel a har
Angel POV.Sitting in the kitchen at the island in the home I now share with Ryder. I look at my laptop until my brows furrow. This can’t be right. Dad asked me to check on the family’s legitimate businesses and their inventory.My family owns many businesses, from little stores, restaurants, nightclubs, casinos, and strip clubs. I’m currently checking the finances from the strip club known as Temptress. The first one was destroyed, so they rebuilt it.We were kept away from the business side of things, but since I’m the DeNucci heir, I have to check on these businesses, as some of them are in my mom’s name. Unfortunately for me, the strip club is one of them.But something isn’t adding up. I reach for my phone and call my mom. This was her responsibility, but from the figures, it looks like someone is skimming.“Hello, princess. Everything ok?” she asks and I can hear she is driving.“Momma, when was the last time you went to Temptress?” I ask her as I hear my brother in the backgrou
Angel POV.Children, I’m dealing with children! I thought it was bad travelling with Nate and Nico, but Ice and Ripper take the cake. All they have done is squabble since we left the gas station two hours from home. I’m even contemplating shooting them, or throwing them from a moving vehicle.I reach for my bag and take out the painkillers and a bottle of water. I pop two pills and massage my temples, waiting for the ache in my head to leave.“Will you two please just shut the fuck up!” I snap and they go quiet as I groan and close my eyes tight. A large, warm hand lands on my thigh and squeezes. I open my eyes and look at him. He is looking concerned.“You ok?” he asks and I nod my head as I take a few breaths in to alleviate some of the pain.“Angel, you don’t look too good. You sure you’re ok?” I nod my head. I rummage through my bag and find my sunglasses and put them on, leaning my head back against the headrest.“I’ll be fine.” I say as I close my eyes, needing quiet and dark. T
Angel POV.I sit on the end of the bed looking at the two pink lines, and nothing is registering. How is this possible? I mean, I know how, but still.Can I go through that again? What happens if I lose it again? What if …“Angel, get out of your head. I know what you’re thinking. Nothing is going to happen. You will be fine.” Ryder says to me, taking my hand in his. I take a breath and try to process this. I can’t think about this right now. I have to sort this theft out in Temptress. That is the reason we are here. But it changes everything.“I can’t do this.” I mumble to myself as I look down at my lap. I don’t mean the pregnancy. I mean all this bullshit with the family businesses. I can’t do it. I can’t risk anything happening again.“What do you mean? Do you mean the pregnancy …”“No, I mean the businesses. We lost one child. I can’t lose another. I need to speak to my momma. She needs to sort this mess out.” I say as I look up at him and he smiles softly down at me. I lean my h
Ryder POV.I look at Angel as she sleeps. Every so often, she whimpers and wiggles closer to me. I run my fingers lazily through her long blonde hair. She calms down. That nightmare she had last night shook her to her core. It hit home that she is dealing with so much and this pregnancy is going to unlock all kinds of fears for not just her, but me, too.I will do everything in my power to show her that she is safe and nothing will happen. I move out of bed after I kiss her on the head. I head to the bathroom and do my business. Washing my hands, I enter the bedroom again and see she is hugging my pillow. I smile at this. I throw on a pair of sweats and leave the room. Keeping the door open.I make my way down the hallway and down the stairs to get to the kitchen. I make a start on drinks and breakfast. The front door opens and I look around the corner and see Ice and Ripper coming in, looking worse for wear. It seems they had a good night. I yawn and go back to cooking.“Yo prez.” Ic
Rebel POV.We have ridden for hours and have not long gone past the Mexican border. The compound isn’t far from here. It makes it easier for my uncle to get his product over the border if he has to. It still amazes me how the Moretti’s can’t be touched by anyone. It still makes me laugh.The looks on the faces of border control when we all rolled up. They didn’t check, they just let us pass. Even though uncle Nico is the head of the Cartel. He does do work for the community and the country. He pays for homes to be built and helps those in desperate need.I never understood how he would do that, especially when he runs the drugs and guns for the family. He may be seen as a criminal just like the rest of us, but he is trying to do what is right.The reason the Moretti’s do this is simple: they can control and monitor what is bought in and who it is given to. What the buyers decide to do with it after that is not on us. Nonna explained it to me. That she was against it all, but nonno tol
Rebel POV.It was at the moment Maisie realised her mistake. She raised her gun and aimed it at me.I just scoffed and burst into side splitting laughter. She looks at me in confusion. I step closer to her until the barrel of the gun is pressed against my chest.“Go on, do it. If you don’t, you will die now for pulling that on me. I think all your colleagues here now know you are a rat. You are a disgrace to the badge. I will love nothing more than to take you to the void. I bet there are more just like you. So tell me, Agent Owens, who else is involved?” I say agent Owens, full of malice and sarcasm. She looks at me like she is looking at a psychopath. Which, given the circumstances, I am.“I don’t know what you are talking about?” she says and I tut at her and shake my head.“Now, now, don’t lie or play coy. I know who you are and I know where I have seen you before. Tell me, how long have you been an agent?” I ask not just her, but the room.“She is new to the force. Four months, g
Rebel POV.I ride towards the site where the institute was. I need answers and it’s best to start there. Hopefully, I find something. All I can think about is how much Luna had changed since being in there and the positive and amazing changes she made. I was apprehensive at first that she was manipulating everyone, but she wasn’t. She was responding positively.She was even helping with the other patients; she told me that when she was finished with her treatment she wanted to go into the medical field and help others like how she used to be. I was so happy for her. Now she is gone. My baby sister is dead. I will find out why and who did this.Whoever did this to her will pay tenfold for this. Why wait for her to get better? Why not do this when she went in? I can understand why someone would want her dead. She was evil before she went there. But this wasn’t an accident, this was thought out, but why?I rev the throttle and ride as fast and as hard as I can to get there. When the answ
Scythe POV.Life has been going good, great actually. We have now been living together for a few months and are in the house. Rebel freaked out when we took her to it. But in a good way. She sobbed, and we knew it meant more to her than anything.The pup, or little wrecking ball as I call her, has a name now. Lubov or love as it means in Russian. Rebel fell in love with her at first sight and don’t tell her this, but so did I. So she called her Lubov. She still is destructive, but that is because of her size. She has grown lots and is only seven months old and weighs seventy pounds.She has her own sofa and bed in the bedroom. She is too big to lay with us. She still thinks she is a small pup and thinks she can sit on our laps. Well, not Rebel’s, but mine and Dante’s. We don’t mind she is beautiful, loyal and affectionate. She will be the same size as the dogs the Mother’s Revenge have over six feet on her hind legs and with enough fur to make a carpet with.We all train her, and she
Dante POV.I enter the penthouse and make my way to the bedroom and smile as I see both Scythe and Rebel laying entwined and naked on top of the quilt. Looks like they have finally taken that final step.I take off my suit jacket and hang it up and unbutton my shirt as I make my way to the bathroom to shower. After I have showered and put on my sweats. I leave the bathroom bare-chested and barefoot.I know Scythe told Rebel I was at the club, but that was a lie. I was actually at the house I bought for us all to live in. It is a surprise for Rebel.It has plenty of room; I know Rebel wants kids and so do Scythe and I. Rebel would make a fantastic mom; she is fearless, strong and loving. She has a lot of love to give. Every day, I get a glimpse of that and it makes me love her more.I have been worried that she will get bored with living a normal life, but she has taken to it like a duck to water. I whine comes from the living room and I move to see the newest addition to our chaotic l
Rebel POV.It has been three weeks since mom was shot by Luna. We are now back at home. Mom is recovering at home and apparently dad is driving her mad with his fussing. I laughed when she told me this. I think it’s cute, if there is anything I will say. The love they have for each other is beautiful. We speak every day and I go around to their home to visit nearly every day.It is strange that I have fallen into a routine of visiting with them. I even broke mom out for the day. It caused dad to send the club looking for us. We were doing some mom and daughter bonding. It was hilarious seeing the entire club riding round town looking for us. Since then, dad has threatened to put trackers on us both.Mom and dad’s relationship didn’t have the best of times, and other factors played into that. Dad was blinded by someone else and as a result, he lost me and mom for two years until he found us.Like any relationship, they had their battles but came out of it all, even if mom was the one w
Rebel POV.After a couple of hours of doing the cleanup and making sure Roman was ok. We drove in silence to the hospital. RJ had hold of my hand the entire time. Even though he is nearly nineteen, he still needs comfort. He is a victim of Luna’s revenge as much as I am. Once we arrived. We get out of the SUV.RJ to my left, Dante to my right and Dylan behind us as we all walk into the A&E Department of the hospital.“I’ll see what is happening. Why don’t you three go and sit down?” I say as I approach the receptionist behind the Perspex glass.“Hi, I am checking up on my mom. She was brought in a not so long ago with a GSW to the right shoulder. Her name is Angel Moretti-Jackson.” I say and she types away on her keyboard, looking at the screen.“You said she was you mum?” I nod my head.“Yes, she was taken from the scene by ambulance and my sister was in another one, Luna-Skye Moretti-Jackson.” I say and she nods her head.“Ok, they are both back there. The police are there now as we
Rebel POV.I’m shoved to the ground landing hard a split second after the guns went off. I land and the air leaves me in a whoosh.“MOM!” I scream as she lies on top of me. “Mom, what did you do?” I say and she wheezes. I push her gently to the ground and begin to check her over. My dad comes running to check her over. She lifts her hand and cups my cheek. Tears streaming down her face.“I’m sorry Rebel, what she said, don’t you dare believe it? I always wanted you, always. I couldn’t stand back and watch my little girls fighting like this. I did what I had to. I love you so much, my little princess. I am sorry.” She chokes as I find where she was shot. I pull my hand away and see blood.“Stay still mom, you will be ok. Ok, you stay calm. You won’t die, not like this. Ok.” I have tears streaming down my face as I remove the vest from her. The bullet hit her shoulder. I add pressure.“Mom, I need to check the wound, ok, hold on. I NEED A KIT, ALESSA GET ME A FUCKING KIT NOW!” I scream
Dante POV.Can this helicopter go any bloody faster? That flight was the longest of my life. Flying never bothers me, but knowing that Rebel is going to do something stupid, it seemed to drag on. We are nearly there. But not soon enough.Alessa received a message not long before we landed, telling her Rebel was meeting with my aunt and the pres of the Daughters Of Chaos in a pub. To discuss what she will do. Alessa told her to make Rebel wait, as we were not that far behind.“ETA 10 minutes, then we head into the territory. Vittoria is now meeting with Rebel.” Alessa says and we all nod our heads. We need to get to her before she carries out this fucking plan of hers.I look at everyone that has come with us; we needed two helicopters to take us all to the territory. Scythe is looking at me, and I know he is as nervous as I am. We could lose her if we don’t intercept her before she takes Luna.We land in an empty field and pile out and into the waiting SUVs that Nate and Nico have arr