The Biker’s Mafia Princess (Angel and Savage)

Sophie POV.

I watch as Jared is walked out of the prison towards the awaiting SUV. He isn't chained or cuffed. He limps along beside Nico. His eyes find mine and he smiles sadly and gives me a nod as he climbs in the back of the SUV.noveldrama

Nico closes the door and walks to me. He gives me a hug.

"He will be ok. The offer will always stand. Any time you want to come and visit him, you can. I will let you know how he is doing. I know it will take time for you. Take it easy, sweetheart." He whispers before he kisses my cheek, and he shakes hands with Harry before hugging him.

I didn't even realise Harry was beside me. I just kept my eyes focused on the blacked-out windows of the SUV, and I know Jared is looking at me. I fight everything inside of me to not run and open the door and hug him.

I can't. The wounds are still raw. They need to heal. Not just for me, but for him, too.

I love you. I mouth to him and I hope he does this for himself. I hope he finds his purpose and makes good choices. Nico climbs in the back of the same SUV and Jared waves at me and I bite my bottom lip and nod once as Nico closes the door and the SUV pulls away.

I walk slowly, watching as the SUV gets smaller and smaller until it disappears out of the compound gates and onto the road.

"Sophie, everything will be OK," Harry says, wrapping me in his arms from behind. I don't say anything afraid if I do I will cry. So I just nod my head.

"Son, let her have some space." Rebel tells him and he kisses my head before he backs away. I turn and walk in the opposite direction. I need to be alone to process what Jared told me about our mom and what our dad did to her and him.

I'm glad he is dead. He was an evil, vile person. I understand why mom kept it hidden. No doubt he threatened her with her kids. But still it is fucked up.

I walk further around the compound just needing to clear my head. I look at the building not that far in front of me. I smirk to myself. I walk and pull the door open, and the smell of sweat and blood hits me.

I walk further inside and the place is empty. I look at the heavy bags hanging. The speed ball, the ring. The exercise equipment. I walk to the room where I know there are spare gloves and hand wraps.

I get to work wrapping my hands as I walk back inside the gym and over to the

sound system. I turn it on and find a song I can get lost in.

I smile as I see one and I chuckle as I press play and the sound of Ozzy

Osbourne, Crazy Train blurs through the speakers as I walk towards the heavy bag.

I punch to the beat before I move around and bring my knee up high and hard. Bouncing on the balls of my feet as I attack again and again. Not caring.

I hear everything that Jared said, every time I was beaten, humiliated, all the broken bones, the bruises. With each punch and kick, I feel it begin to fall away.

My adrenaline spikes and I scream out as I throw punch after punch and kick after kick until I can't lift my arms anymore. I'm panting hard as I hug the heavy bag. Sweat dripping from my face. My chest heaving as I step back and wipe my face with the back of my hand.

It is a damn good thing I decided to wear my gym gear. Not that I would not have still done this in jeans.

I walk towards the ring and climb up and do some shadow boxing. Focusing on

my breathes and each strike. When the music stops and I stand still with my fists balled and up by my face.

"You want a partner?" Harry says as

he walks towards the ring and climbs up. drop my arms and look at him. He is in shorts and is topless. He is a fucking sight, to be sure. A damn thirst trap. He enters the ring and walks to me. For such a Big muscular guy, he walks with grace.

"You don't need to tell me what Jared told you. All I want to do is make sure you are ok. So, do you want a partner?" He says and I nod my head and he winks at me as he grabs the pads and holds them out.

I strike in a combination. Left, right, up, duck. We change the combination every few strikes.

"Round house." He calls after I have just ducked, and I do as he instructs. My leg is perfectly straight. As I pivot kicking my the other hitting the pad with accuracy and force. We do more combinations, knees, and elbows. Punches and kicks.

"High kick." Harry raises the pad below his face. I look at him and he raises an eyebrow at me.

"Make it higher." I say to him and he nods and does. I breathe out a huff of air as I bounce on my toes and kick out. Hitting the pad.

"Very good. Take a break. We have been doing this for hours." He says and I agree. We both sit on the canvas before I lay down on my back.

"You should do this professionally. You are really good. Still need to build your strength, but I think you have what it takes to go pro." He says to me and I smile at his words. Yeah, my trainer said the same thing.

"Wanna talk about it?" Harry says as he lies beside me. I groan and shake my head.

"Not really. But I know I need to.

Jared was sorry. He knows it will take me time to forgive him. My dad was vile. † didn't know the shit he was doing before mom died. The things he was doing to her. She

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stayed with him to protect us." with a gulp as I control emotions.

I say

"Jared did what he did because my

dad forced him. Telling him if he didn't, he would let his friends have my brother, He took some of the beatings for me. The day I was. thrown down the stairs. My dad had a gun against Jared's head. Then he plied my brother with crack and would only give him his fix when Jared beat me." I say, still numb to it all.

"Oh Sophie, I'm so sorry. I don't even know what to do to make this better." He says and I sigh and move to sit up before I climb on Harry and straddle his hips.

"There is nothing you can. This is something I need to process, then let it go. I can't keep living with this dark cloud over my head. I will be ok. Now kiss me." I say to Harry and he grips the back of my neck and slams my lips down on his.