The Biker’s Mafia Princess (Angel and Savage)

Angel POV.

"What have you done?" I stand from my kneeling position and turn to face my fiancé. He looks at me in shock and anger. I look down and see Gianni's blood on my hands and at my feet is the weapon I used. A gift from Cassandria. "What I had to do, to ensure the survival of the family." I just stand still, remembering the conversation from a few days ago.

"The survival of your family was already secured, who's blood is that Angel?" he practically snarls at me, I know he is pissed but he wouldn't understand. I turn my back to him and look up at the glass stained window and then to the flickering candles in their red glass holders.

"Angel, help me understand. I just want to understand why you did this." I can feel his body heat as his hands run up my arms. I shiver at the contact. Not taking my eyes from the flickering of the flames of the candles we light to remember our dead relatives. I begin to speak.

"We knew my dad wouldn't be able to do it. I mean, if you had a blood brother, would you be able to kill him even if he was guilty and it meant your family stayed alive?" I ask him because I know he wouldn't. Blood family doesn't kill blood.

"Your silence says it all. It's ok. We knew my dad wouldn't be able to do it." I turn to face him before I continue.

"So the responsibility falls to the heir of the family." I say and he looks at me with a slight sigh.

"But you aren't the heir to the Moretti family. Nate is," he says and I nod my head.

"Yes, he is, but I am the heir to the DeNucci family. I am the oldest out of my siblings. So the role of executioner fell to me. I know dad didn't want me anywhere near this, but it had to be me. I understand you and my dad will be so disappointed in me. That is something I can live with. I'm a Donna and it was something I didn't want to do, but it was necessary for the survival of not just my family, but you and the MC as well." I tell him the truth.

The truth is, it wasn't just my family that would have been executed; it was the MC as well because of their ties to me. Gianni didn't just try to destroy my family he was trying to destroy the MC.

"What do you mean? The MC doesn't have anything to do with this," he asks, looking more confused and pissed than he was initially.

"Rebel is part of both. The MC is tied to my family because of her and the life that is growing inside of me. Before I killed him, he told me everything, and he wasn't sorry for anything. Did you know he killed my grandmother? My momma's mom? My momma was only six when she died and then on her thirteenth birthday, the man she thought who was her father was killed by my dad." I tell him and he takes my hand and leads me to one of the pews and we sit down.

"Angel, I'm so sorry, what did he tell you?" he asks and I look at him biting the inside of my cheek.

FLASHBACK!

"Gianni, you have been tried by breaking the utmost law of the mafia. For your crimes against your family and all the mafia families, you will be killed. Do you have anything you wish to say before your sentence is carried out?" Andros says as I stand beside my momma. She is glaring at him with so much hatred. I take her hand in mine and squeeze it to offer her comfort. He destroyed her life as a child when he killed her mom and now this is what he does after she offered him a second chance.

"Angel, there is something you must know." he sounds weak as he looks at me. He is thinner and paler than he was two weeks ago. A few things missing from his body, but it is what he deserves for his betrayal. "Speak." My voice comes out louder and harsher than I expected. Is it possible to hate him so much?

"Foxy was following my orders. It wasn't just Crusher who ordered your kidnap and rape. It was me. The same as it was me who helped get her out that night after your house was shot to hell. I'm the reason you lost your baby. I'm the reason all this has happened to you. How does it feel knowing the man you trusted and loved did this to you?" he laughs like he is has no cares in the world. My heart stops and I start to vibrate with rage and disgust. My momma steps forward, but I stop her.

"Why?" is all I ask. Can I believe what he is saying? Is this just his way of getting a swift death? I look at my momma and she looks at me and nods her head. My resolve breaks like a shattered glass. My momma can tell when someone is lying, and he isn't. It was him. All the misery I have had is because of him.

"Because I wanted you dead. Without the heir to the DeNucci family, the Moretti's would fall. Foxy gets what she wants for a short time. I was planning on killing her, but you did that yourself. I was hoping you died in that barn fire. But like a cockroach, you just can't be fucking killed!" my hands ball into tight fists and shake with rage.This is property © of NôvelDrama.Org.

"That maybe true, but you will die. So why the girls?" I ask, trying to keep my composure.

"Why else, it would have ensured all your deaths. Then the position of Don would have fallen on my shoulders. Not just Don of the Moretti family, but the DeNucci and Cartel. You see Angel, that is why used your father's name at all the auctions I attended. Or did you forget that when these auctions happened, I was conveniently out of the picture with witnesses, of course? So that would have secured my freedom. But you had to get involved." Is he stupid or something? Oh, wait he is! I start to chuckle shaking my head.

"Wrong."

"What?"

"I said you are wrong. Or did you forget, the execution would have been for the entire family, that includes you? So your plan failed and only you will die. Not my dad, not my momma, not my brothers or Rebel. No, not even the MC. Only you will! You see Gianni, it won't be dad that executes you, it will be me. You trained me so you know how savage I can be. But given the confession you have made. It won't be a quick death, no. I'm going to kill you slowly. I want to hear your screams. I want you to feel the pain you have inflicted on me and MY family." I step forward into his view and he looks worried, maybe even scared. Good.

I look to Cassandria and hold my hand out to her, and she nods her head at me. She takes out her wakizashi. The shorter of the two Katanas she has. I take it in my hand and feel the handle and the weight of the blade. It is so light. Blades have always been my thing. I prefer them to the gun.

I walk closer to him and look behind me at my momma and then to her stomach. I stab him in the stomach and he screams. His warm blood coats my fingers as I push the blade further in, twisting slowly as he bucks but can't get away. I remove the blade as his blood splats on the floor at my feet. He pisses himself.

This goes on for a while. He is barely breathing and I'm covered in his blood. I feel nothing for him. Right now he isn't my uncle, he is a monster and so am I.

"Uncuff him." I say as Andros moves to release him, and he drops to his knees.

"Gianni Moretti, you will die by my hand. For the betrayal of the Moretti family name." Cassandria looks at me. Matteo stops her from handing me the Katana. She just shakes her head at him and he lets her move to me.

"This blade is a very special blade. It will do the job." She hands me the Katana. I step back, my hands on the handle and the sheath. The sheath is black and purple with a dragon that wraps around the full length of it. Its mouth open facing the handle of the sword. I remove the sword and hand the sheath to her. I hold the sword up, looking at the steel. The blade is clean and sharp, it glistens under the light.

I walk to Gianni. I stand at his side. I raise the sword in my hands, turning my body, adjusting my feet.

I look at my momma and she nods her head once. I swing the blade down on the back of his neck. His head hits the concrete floor and rolls slightly. My breathing is fast but I feel like a weight has been lifted.

"If anyone needs me, I will be in the chapel." I say, walking away. I don't feel sad, which is odd. Maybe it's shock? Who knows, but all I know is that my family and the MC are now safe.

END OF FLASHBACK!

Ryder listens intently and when I'm finished telling him everything, he just hugs me. I didn't realise we weren't alone.

"Angel." I turn, taking a big breath as I look at my dad, who is standing in the doorway of the chapel. He has tears streaming down his cheeks.

Ryder lets me go, and I stand as I walk to my dad.

"I'm sorry daddy, I know you

wouldn't have been able to do it." I wait for the shouting to start for him to disown me. But all I feel is his arms around me as he hugs me to his chest. I relax, closing my eyes. I let my emotions out. I cry with him, I cry for all the hurt that has been caused to me and my family. I cry to forget. But I cry for him, not just for my dad but for uncle Gianni. He needed help and we as a family failed him. We are all guilty of what

he did.

"It's done Angel, it is over. Ok, you listen to me, you did what I wouldn't have been able to. I love you, Principessa. You are so strong, you don't get that from me. You get that from your momma and her momma." I hug him tighter as we stand in silence, silent sobs leaving

us both. We will mourn for the man he was, not the monster he became.