The Biker’s Mafia Princess (Angel and Savage)

Sophie POV.

It has been so strange to me to have someone willing to look after me. Harry, his mom and his dads have been wonderful. It has been nearly a week since I was attacked by my father and brother. I know Harry is keeping quiet about what he and his mom are planning on doing, and that's fine. I need to heal more before I worry about what will happen.

Today, I'm being discharged from hospital and staying with Harry at the clubhouse. I'm nervous because I have always lived on my own. Well, I have when I ran away. So being in a huge family environment is going to be a wake up call.

I am still healing, but I can manage with the pain. It isn't as bad as what it was, but still. I need help moving around. Even if I am determined to do it on my own. Another thing I need to get used to.

No matter where I am going, Harry is right by my side. I did ask him if he needed to work and he laughed and told me to not worry about anything. His dads and mom have the club covered. I only know from what I have read in fantasy books or from the TV. So I don't know how much of what I think I know is accurate.

All I know is that Harry is such a sweetheart. I did get angry when the nurse was flirting with him, but Harry didn't pay her any attention and I smiled secretly at that. Since then I didn't see her again. I was assigned another nurse, a kind older lady who is married, and we talk a lot about her family and the latest books she has read.

"You shouldn't be on your feet. You know this. I leave the room to get you food and you are up and out of the bed being naughty." Harry says from the open door and I blush at being caught packing my things.

He walks closer to me, and I shiver as his heat seeps into my back. His hand gently brushes against my hip, and I find myself relaxing. His breath against my ear as he whispers in my ear.

"You keep this up Soph and I may have to handcuff you to my bed," He says with a slight growl to his tone before he kisses my cheek. Sweet baby Jesus. Butterflies erupt in my belly and I swallow thickly as he chuckles and I shiver again.

"Harry, I was just packing some of my things. It isn't like I was doing anything that causes me pain. I'm OK," I say to him with a sigh. This is going to take some getting used to.noveldrama

His hands land on my hips, and he turns me around, and I look up at him. My face is healing and I have green, yellow, and some black bruising still, but the swelling has gone down. My ribs are still sore but I can breathe sort of properly now. It still hurts, so that is why I'm slower than usual.

“I know that baby, but you are still healing, so let me help you, ok. I don't want you lifting a finger. But I get it. You are independent and have been for so long. Let me help you. You're not alone now, Scrapper." He says and I raise an eyebrow even though it aches.

"Scrapper? Where did you get that from?" I ask, and he smiles sheepishly and blushes. Fucking blushes. This big, burly, viking god of a biker blushes.

"Oh, when I saw you, when you were brought in. Your knuckles were scraped and bleeding. I knew you hit back. Hence the name Scrapper. But if you don't like it, I can..."

"Oh no, no, Scrapper is fine. Kind of like a cool nickname." I say with a giggle. I fucking giggled. What is wrong with me? I never giggle. This man is making me turn into a sap.

"Road name. I know it is too soon, and I don't want to scare you off Soph. I really like you Soph. I don't see anyone but you. Tell me to leave and I will. Tell me to stop and I will. But I don't want to. I have liked for since I first saw you. I know this is a lot to take in. So I will shut up now." He says with a nervous chuckle as he looks away before he moves away from me. But I grab him by the front of his t- shirt and pull him back.

Moving up to my tippy-toes, I kiss him on the lips. He responds, licking the seam of my lip to gain entrance, and I open my mouth. His tongue tangles with mine, his hand moves to the back of my neck, tilting my head to the way he wants as he deepens the kiss.

I feel dizzy from lack of oxygen and the fact this is my first kiss. He breaks the kiss and I take my time opening my eyes, my mouth still pouting from the delicious kiss. His thumb rubs the bottom of my lip and I open my eyes, blinking. He is smiling down at me.

"I like you too Harry. I'm sorry for kissing you without your permission." He shushes me with his finger against my lips and my eyes widen at his action.

"Don't ever apologise for kissing me, touching me or anything. You can take what you want from me. What you crave and I will allow it. So please don't apologise for how you feel, Sophie. Because I have been wanting to kiss you since the first time I saw you. Soph, I know this is sudden, but I would like you to be my girlfriend. I know you have never had a boyfriend before and if I'm being honest, I have hooked up with many women but never made them my girlfriend." Wow, he is honest and I like that. Even though I feel a dull ache in my chest at his confession.

"Ok, I will be your girlfriend. I know you won't pressure me for more. Harry, I am still a virgin and this is going to sound pathetic. But you are the first boy, well, man I have ever kissed. Sorry I'm rambling." I say, looking away in embarrassment.

"It's ok, I just feel happy that you trust me enough to be your first kiss. Come here." He pulls me gently into his arms and he hugs me to his chest. I sigh in relief at the feeling of him. Dare I say it, I kinda love it actually. I think I am developing stronger feelings for Harry.

"Fuck it, I'm going to say it." I move back slightly to look up at him.

"I love you Soph. You are it for me. You are mine and mine alone."