Davis's POVCold embraced me when I heard Grace's scream as I jumped up from the chair, causing the plate of food to fall to the ground, breaking in the process. I didn't even turn to look at what I had fallen, I only heard the sound of the plate break.“Grace, Grace” My hand quickly reached for the gun under the dining table before rushing out of the dining room, only to pause when I was close to the living room. The moment I got to the living room, I saw Grace and then Lydia on the other side of the living room. I rushed to Grace's side, and she quickly pointed at Lydia. Was Lydia the reason she had screamed that way? “Lydia?” I asked and she simply nodded, making me frown. I sighed before dropping the gun and using my leg to kick it under the couch, as I didn't want Helen to see a gun with meVincent, Helen, and Adrianna came out only to raise their brows as they were also surprised to see Lydia in the residence. “Lydia, what is it?” I asked, and she walked over to where I stoo
Grace's POVIn a daze, I watched how Lydia was escorted out of the living room. The mansion suddenly became quiet. If not for the paper I was still seeing in Vincent's hand, I would have thought this was all a dream. Lydia was carrying Davis's baby. Was that why she had always warned me to stay away from Davis? Because she knew she was pregnant but hid it. Six months gone, How did this happen? I didn't dare look at Davis, who I could clearly feel his gaze on me. I turned around slowly and began to walk upstairs. Although I kept hearing Davis's call, I ignored him as I made my way to his room. I didn't know whether to expect him to come to me or not because Davis was really strange when he was angry at himself. Right now, I can tell that he was angry at himself, so he would blame himself and beat himself up. I was already thinking of how to avoid him, but he didn't come, which pleased me and irked me at the same time. How could I ever think that I could have him alone? The capo of
Davis's POVI was fucking going crazy. For the past four days since that whore made that fucking announcement, I have not been able to see Grace nor have I been able to face her.The one time I had gathered the courage to do so, she yelled at me, asking me to get the fuck off her door. She didn't even care to open up for me. I knew she was pained, but I was too. It broke my heart the minute I saw that she had moved from my room. My Grace was upset with me, and I was so fucking upset with myself for giving Lydia the chance to do what she did. I would have silenced her if she wasn't Lord Nick's child. I heard the sound of my door in my office open and I narrowed my eyes. I saw Vincent step in and his face twitched.“You know you have to stop drinking and get yourself together, right?” Vincent asked as he walked around the office, picking up the empty bottles of different types of alcoholic drinks on the ground.I dare not show this side of me to any one else other than Vincent that wa
Davis's POV“Wh…at?” My voice broke as I heard Vincent's words. My muscles froze, including my ability to think for some seconds. “Grace left?” I asked again gently, “To where?” A deep frown found its way to my face. “We don't know, Don” Vincent replied and I growled, hitting the car steering, “How on earth will a grown-up adult of twenty-six leave the residence filled with so many fucking men to guard the place and no one knew when she left and where the fuck she went to!” Vincent didn't respond. “What about Helen?” “She is with Adrianna,” he replied. I raked my hand through my hair as I wanted to roar in anger, but couldn't. It was with the same anger that I stepped on the accelerator and drove back to the mansion. “What the fuck am I paying those fuckers for?” I roared. They are just useless. They cannot handle anything at all. They were the same fucking reason Grace had come into the dungeon that day when they knew clearly they were supposed to stop her. Why can't they do
Davis's POV “Don” Jerry fell to the ground to bow the moment he saw me.“New York ground forbids the sole of your shoes. I, Don Davis Stone, ordered you to leave the country, and you dared to remain. Now, tell me why I shouldn't kill you” I hummed at my own words.“I am sorry, Don, I brought news that may interest you” My eyes narrowed at the man who still remained on his knees. If only he knew how I despised him.“If only you knew that the person who saved you before is not here, giving me the full opportunity to do as I pleased. You disobeyed anyway, so it's only right to wipe your existence from the face of the earth. Don't you think so?” I asked him and saw him tremble. He didn't dare to look at me as his eyes remained glued to the ground. Walking passed him, I went to sit on the couch with Helen on my thighs. She was silently watching what was going on. Adrianna also from the side. Vincent was speaking to some of the men at the door, discussing Grace's disappearance, I guess
Davis's POVI stepped on the fucking accelerator, zooming faster than usual. Jerry's words kept ringing in my head. No, not the fact that he is the father of the baby in Lydia's womb. Of course, that is something to think about. How dare Lydia pin the baby on me? Anyway, that wasn't what kept ringing in my head. What kept ringing in my head was where Jerry mentioned that Grace had gone. My fucking angelFuck! A smile spread on my face as I thought of the same night I had seen her in this place. I was enthralled by her as she kept rejecting the men who came around her. I could clearly see the innocence in her actions, her face screamed it also, but her dress and the place she had come from spoke different things. With my fingers crossed, I approached her expecting to be rejected as well by my angel, only for her to stare into my eyes like she had seen the most handsome man on the earth. She immediately stood up for a dance with me. That ass that kept calling to me, I had the oppor
Grace's POV“What the fuck is Lydia doing in my man's house?” I yelled. Yes, I was dizzy and not so good in my stomach, but I could tell what was going on in my surroundings. Like Davis standing in front of me right now, with a smile on his face. Confusion washed over me because I didn't see why he should be smiling when there was a fire on the mountain. Aside from that, his shirt was covered in my vomit. “I'm talking to you, Davis!” I yelled. “Let's go somewhere and talk this out,” he replied with a smile. Why the hell was he smiling?I began walking in front of him, angry that he was taking this like it was funny. I hadn't seen him for the past four days, and I was dying already. I miss him so much. I kept telling my heart that he went for a long trip, but it just didn't work. I craved for him, I wanted to see him, touch him, make him love me. I was going mad not having to speak to him. When I saw him back at the club, I burst into laughter because I thought I was imagining th
Davis's POVHer small yet soft palm held on to my member but couldn't fully wrap her hand around it. I groaned when she didn't do anything else. I wanted her to move her hand already. My heart was beating loudly in my chest, her red face was staring at me so innocently like she wasn't doing a thing to me. “Babe…” I breathed out impatiently before I reached for her small hand, then began to control it to move up and down my member. Soon, she was doing it well enough for me to let her hand go and savor the moment. She looked up at me as she watched me swallow, and she did too. Her hungry eyes stared deeply into mine, making me go crazy some more. My hand reached for her waist, the other raked her hair as I kissed her head and hissed. My hand trailed her skin slowly down to her chin and raised it up. I reached for her lips and kissed her once, twice, and thrice before groaning against her lips. She increased her pace, driving me crazy. "Fuck” I chuckled My toes curled, and my muscl