Grace's POVI smiled as I watched Davis sleeping beside me with his head on my chest. I had insisted that I wanted to cuddle, call me childish, but I did not care. I love him and I wanted to have him around me always. He had been busy, and although he doesn't tell me where he goes or what he does, I already knew he was behind the killings all over the news. Adrianna had said it was because they had tried to kill him first. I don't know if it was because I had seen Davis almost killed that my heart had become this solid, but I didn't care who he killed as long as he didn't get hurt. According to what Adrianna said, or I had forced her to speak out, those were the men who had cooperated with Raymond to get Davis almost killed. They deserve what they are getting. Davis wasn't going to tell me, he was keeping it from me because I had made him promise that he wouldn't kill anymore. But I have come to realize that in this world, one has to kill for power, for survival also. In the same
Raymond's POVThe days go by, and I wonder why the man still hasn't brought his daughter to me. Who said I needed anything to do with him? The person I am so much interested in is Grace. I don't care about him. I looked at my phone, he hadn't called, nor had he informed any of my guards to reach me for any information. “What's Marcus still doing?” I called to ask the men who stood as guards to Marcus.“It seems the daughter is refusing to pay her father a visit or even talk to her. He has tried to call her to visit her, but she didn't pick up” “Hm…” Was Marcus also a useless thing that I could not make use of? To get his daughter to me, he is still finding it hard to do so. “Go and give him that box of money. Call me when you give it to him” I said to my men before hanging up.Marcus would do anything for money, all I need to do now is show him some. The figure isn't playing well in his head, if he sees the money, he won't have any other choice than to do what he has to do to bri
Grace's POV"What's wrong baby?" Davis asked me, pulling me out of my thoughts. I've been spacing out lately since I got the message from my father. I didn't tell Davis about it since it was irrelevant but I am still disturbed about it. Should I or should I not tell him?I sighed before gesturing for him to come and sit beside me by patting the chair. He graciously walked over to where I was before he pulled me up, he sat down then made me sit on his thighs. I smiled sweetly at him before asking, "You're being so sweet" "I'm always sweet," he replied, kissing the nape of my neck. I tilted my head to the side giving him access to do more as I sighed. "You've been spacing out lately" he kissed my collarbone and my toes curled. "Are you okay?" He continued and I shook my head with my eyes closed "Tell your husband what's wrong" his voice as calm as an undisturbed water spoke to me. I bit my lower lips before murmuring, "You don't expect me to reason well with your tongue and lip
Grace's POV“Are you sure you want to go and see him? I can easily just pass a message across that you're fine and there's no need to worry about you. Vincent could go, or Adrianna. You don't have to stress yourself, babe” and this was the one hundred times Davis was asking me this question. As much as I really do not want to see that man's face, I just have to. I needed to know where he had been and his reason for leaving all these years. It's been three days since we started having this discussion, and he hasn't stopped asking if I was really interested in going. Before Harry and Catherine left for the U.K., Harry had instructed Davis to be very protective of me, especially now that I was pregnant. I don't know how I would explain to the men that I don't even feel pregnant at all. Davis was protective, that was for sure, but now that Harry had said so, it got worse. He doesn't take his eyes off me and doesn't allow me to leave the house. And that's one important reason he isn't l
Grace's POVWe stepped down from the limousine only to stand in front of a restaurant. Father had picked the place we would meet. It was an expensive restaurant, and it looked like the man had gotten wealthy while he was away. Davis pulled me gently by the waist, leading me into the restaurant. I breathed in and out before finally making my way into the restaurant. There, I asked for my father and we were taken to his table. When I saw him, I narrowed my eyes on him. He looked different from the man who left us years back. His eyes were fixed on me also, as he watched me move closer to him. He didn't act like he missed me, my heart tightened in my chest. Maybe somewhere deep down, I was expecting him to run to me with open arms for an embrace. I was expecting a wide smile or maybe a tear, saying he misses me but the very moment we got in front of him, he said,“Sit” He hasn't changed, and he won't. A poor rat that has pride that could choke someone. I rolled my eyes before sitting
Grace's POV“Where is Caroline? I asked you to come with her” The smile on my face shifted into an emotionless face. No matter how many years have passed, the pain remains. And somehow I still blamed Father for what happened that night too. He had children, and he abandoned them for so many years. He doesn't even deserve my audience. “Aren't we going to order something?” I asked him, ignoring his question. It wasn't like I wasn't going to answer the question, but I was hungry already. The man was dressed like a billionaire, he should be able to order one or two foods for his pregnant daughter, shouldn't he?“I can pay for your meals, but your so-called husband will have to pay for his own food” “Are you sure?” I asked Father. Davis's hand tightened, but he didn't say a word. He has been holding it down for me since I asked him to stop talking.“I eat a lot and my husband, doesn't” I explained to my father, but he didn't look like he cared as he stood on his word “Like I said, I d
Davis's POVI cannot be more proud of my baby girl. She is just the best. I just love how she is responding to her father. I thought I'd have to kill my father-in-law for making my baby girl cry, but who would have known that she could handle it all by herself? It seems as if the pregnancy was making her really tough. “Did you just tell your father to fuck off?” The bastard of a man asked. Grace didn't respond to him but turned to me instead, “Honey, I'll go use the ladies' room. I'll be back soon. When I get back, we will leave. You can do whatever you wish to do with him. I'm done with him” She kissed me on my right cheek before picking up her bag and walking away. My eyes followed her until she disappeared. The smile remained on my face even after she disappeared. It was the consciousness that someone was staring at me that made me turn to face him. My father-in-law. “Hello Father in law” my smile widened as I raised my hand to take his and shook it. He frowned before pulling
Davis's POV“Fuck!” I rushed out of the bathroom, especially after seeing the window broken. They had come in through the window, but how the fuck did that happen? The restaurant is heavily guarded by security men. Before I rushed out of the bathroom, I was already dialing Vincent's phone number, “Don,” he picked up at the first ring“Grace has been taken” “Fuck!” The man cursed under his breath. I could already tell that he was in a meeting because he said, “Meeting adjourned” Few seconds later, he asked, “What happened?” I was about to tell him all that happened when I noticed that Grace's father was no longer in the restaurant. I looked from the chair I had left him and looked around the restaurant, but he was nowhere to be found. “Where is the man who was seated there with me a while ago?” I asked one of the waitresses who was walking passed me. “He paid and left,” the lady replied. And my eyes darkened as my hand clenched on the phone, causing it to crack on my ear. “Fu