Davis's POVI had made sure the ladies had gone to sleep when I sat the men down for a talk. Now, this was the real meeting, and I'm ready to take the bull by the horns now. I feel satisfied seeing my people by my side. This means that there is still hope, lots of it, and as Grace had said, when I step into New York, they'll know that their Don is back.“We can't do anything without men by our side. Our men had gone into hiding, especially after they found out that Raymond had taken over. If we are going to fight, we need more men,” Vincent spoke and I nodded. “I can get my gang,” Gideon suggested. I nodded again, knowing it was a good idea but…“Will they agree to it knowing that they are fighting with their new Don?” I asked.“Davis, I'm not sure that Jack explained to you what Raymond is doing in New York. Everyone is against his rule, he is ruling with an iron fist and without any remorse” Vincent spoke up, making me frown. “He is no one's friend and takes advice from no one. He
Grace's POVI woke up to see Davis already dressed, he was looking at the mirror as he knotted his tie. If not that Davis was Davis, I would have thought someone else had stepped into our room and was using our mirror. Vincent perhaps, but this was Davis. I was sure of it even though I could only see his back. “What are you up to?” I asked the man, who finally turned to meet my eyes, only for me to exclaim,“Wow” I giggled, “What are you doing with glasses?” I asked.He gave me a sheepish smile as he walked over and pecked my lips. He wasn't only wearing a purple long-sleeve shirt, he had tucked in, wore glasses, and combed his hair backward. What the hell was going on? This is nothing like my Davis at all. “What's going on?” I asked again.“The boys and I are going somewhere” he replied, making me raise my brow. Okay, I agree he was going somewhere, why dress this way? I wasn't used to it at all. “Where? Why do you have to dress like this if you're going out?” I asked with furrow
Davis's POVJack and Vincent used a van, while Gideon and I used one of the cars. The road, as always was busy that Saturday morning. We knew the journey was a two hour drive from the beach, so we left on time. At 9 a.m., we were already in position. While Jack and Vincent remained in their van few blocks from the psychiatric hospital, Gideon and I made our way into the place. It was a small place. Not so big, I was expecting it to be at least filled with a lot of security, but the place looked old and small. “Good morning, we are here to see Margaret Jones,” Gideon said to the lady behind the desk. “Margaret Jones? Who are you to her?” She asked and I quickly said, “Friends. We used to know her back in the neighborhood and she was a lovely woman. Someone told us she was here, and we wanted to visit and give her gifts” and there were gifts in our hands. It was like we were coming to see baby Jesus with these many gifts. The gift wasn't only big, but there were four. No one would
Davis's POVGideon and I walked out of the psychiatric hospital drained of strength. We made our way to the car and drove off. We had spent the entire day with Margaret Jones. Who would have believed that the woman was Raymond's biological mother? What was Raymond fucking thinking, locking her up in a psychiatric hospital?“I still think we should have freed her” Gideon gave out his thoughts and I sighed. He wasn't wrong, the woman needed saving, and she begged us to take her out of that hell as well, but we couldn't do that.“That would blow our cover. We can't free her just yet. We will, soon, but that can only be after we've taken back New York. If Raymond goes deep into who had helped her escape, he'll realize that I'm alive” I replied. Even though I wanted to free the woman so badly, she looked like she was calling for me. She reminds me of Ma'am Marian so much. “But we'll get her. We'll make sure we free her from that prison” I said sternly. It was the promise I made to her be
Davis's POVAnd as always, I had the best night with Grace. That girl, I can never have enough of her. I smiled as I watched her sleep. Recently, she had cultivated the habit of cuddling me too tightly as she slept. Like I said, I had her both as dinner and dessert, although she made me eat proper dinner with the guys. Since there was talk about business at the dining table, we postponed our discussion. Vincent wanted us to meet at dinner, but I knew what I would be doing after dinner, so I refused. I combed Grace's hair backwards from her face, as I looked at her with loving eyes. My baby was the one who protected me after all. No matter what I think of it, I can't just help but marvel at how sweet she must have been while she shot and fought for me. All thanks to Adrianna, who put her all into teaching Grace how to fight. The girl is now more serious than Adrianna. I knew I once said I needed a strong and independent lady who could fight, but now, I think I'm fine with whatever G
Davis's POVI stood before the waters as I watched the waves. Grace had told me that whenever she needed to calm her nerves, she came here, very close to the water. I smiled at her words then, but now I could feel the calmness it brings to the soul. I threw the stone in my hand into the far sea, I didn't even hear a splash,“Don,” I turned to see Adrianna walking over to where I was. I raised a brow, she had been quiet since I woke up, and we hardly spoke to each other. At first, it was because I had failed Vincent, but Vincent was alive, so I don't know why. “Adrianna,” I called, as I gave her my attention. Grace told me Adriana has a thing for Vincent, I'm not shocked, Vincent's a nice guy, but I don't think the man wants anything that concerns love right now or ever. I heard he has a sad past, he had told me about it but not in detail. According to him, he would rather not remember it. So I wonder what Adrianna would want to do with the feelings she has for him.“I need to tal
Davis's POV “Why do we have to go out? I'm tired honey, let's just stay at home and watch a movie” Grace grumbled as she searched for what to wear. She has been grumbling since I told her we would be going out. At first, she was excited about it, but the minute I asked her to go take a shower, so we could leave, she got pissed.I wasn't going to let her escape, not until we all know what's wrong with her, and I'm definitely not letting that doctor Louis check on my wife. “Grace, just get anything to wear. You don't really have to search for this long. You can even wear my clothes if you want to” A smile spread on her lips, “Really?” She asked me and I nodded.“Sure. Go ahead” I saw how she rushed from her position to where my clothes were kept. I wondered where the energy just came from all of a sudden. Grace picked up my shirt and also my trousers before wearing them. With a raised brow, I wondered what had come over her for her to wear my clothes. Since she agreed to go out, I
Grace's POV“None” I replied calmly, but within me, I was a spoiled, dangerous roller coaster, I am five weeks pregnant! I wanted to scream at the top of my lungs. How's that possible? Hidden pregnancy. Where did that come from? Helen wasn't a hidden one, I had carried a very heavy load that everyone thought I'd birth twins, but just Helen came out, so what does the doctor mean by hidden pregnancy, Cryptic pregnancy?“Nothing at all.?” He asked again, and I almost rolled my eyes at him. “I still get to see my periods, I felt fine, nothing new was happeni—-”“Except for the fact that she now loved taking cold things,” Davis cut me off, and I raised my brows. That was not a lie, I have been taking cold liquid more than I used to.“She gets tired easily, she feels dizzy sometimes and she sometimes, gets irritated by a smell, she gets emotional on time”“I'm not” I whined, but the doctor cut me off,“These are common symptoms of pregnancy. But because your stomach bump isn't visible, y