Author's POV“Fuck!” Raymond cussed as he entered his office. In anger, he began to destroy the office. “Fuck her! I hate her boldness, I hate her courage! I hate her motherfucking confidence!” He yelled, hitting his hand on the table. Stanley went over to the bar, pulling out two glasses and a bottle of alcohol. “What you need is a drink,” he said to his best friend, whose breathing was hard. Whose chest was heaving up and down. “What I need is to kill that fucking woman!” He yelled as he threw his office chair to the other side of the room. “Calm down, man!” Stanley persuaded. “I just fucking hate her nerves. The boldness. She sounds so much like Davis. She is supposed to be my mother, but she sounds so much like someone she has never seen before!” He hissed in anger.“Strong-willed, strong spirit that cannot easily be broken. Seven years, Stanley, seven fucking years, and she still speaks like her hope is still intact. Where did she get such courage from?!?” He yelled. “I fu
Davis's POVGideon, Vincent, and I made our way to Westfield. He has prepared his gang for a meeting, and I'll be meeting with them.I was with him when he made the call informing them that I'd be coming over to see them and have a discussion. They had all thought he was lying. Many of them had placed a bet saying that I was dead and Gideon was only playing a trick on them. I can't wait to see the shock on their faces. Well, it's all thanks to Grace that I'm alive, I was ready to give up back then when I saw who it was I was fighting against. For a moment there, I felt I had betrayed godfather Stone. I didn't, Raymond did. When we got to the neighborhood, there were men waiting for us. All dressed in black. When they saw me, they all laid down flat on the ground as they could not believe that indeed I was alive. “Get up,” I said to them, satisfied with how loyal they looked. When their boss, Gideon, was loyal, I didn't expect anything less. “Don, you're alive,” one of them said wi
Grace's POV“Hey,” I smiled as I walked into the kitchen. Adrianna was preparing lunch. “Hey, you should rest. Don said—”“I'm okay. Davis is worried about nothing” I cut her off. I was always lazing around because Don said this and Don said that. “But you're pregnant, Grace. Don said—” “Adrianna…” “Don said the pregnancy is a rare one and any slight mistake can lead to you losing the baby. We cannot afford to put yours and the baby's life at risk” I rolled my eyes. She was saying all this because I picked up the vegetables and wanted to get busy. What's wrong with standing in one spot and slicing vegetables?“Don't mind your Don. Adrianna, I was with Helen's pregnancy, and I did all I needed to do to make sure I earned money for myself and my child. In the rain and under the sun, I struggled, but I didn't lose the baby, so what makes you think we'll lose this one for just cutting vegetables, huh?” “Grace, you're just too stubborn,” Adrianna said to me as she gave up while I had
Davis's POV I stood at the airport waiting for Harry and his family. They had insisted they wanted to see Helen and Grace. Since I couldn't let Grace travel a far journey, Harry and Catherine decided to do us the honor. It was two weeks ago, we moved from Jack's penthouse. We made sure we went very far from the city. We were definitely in New York, but far from it. Yes, I want to take back my position as Don, but I needed to be careful, I wasn't living only for myself anymore. I've decided to wait until Grace delivers the baby. I don't want her to worry about me so much that it affects the baby. I try to give her all that she needs, including myself. But that doesn't mean we're not working.Jack had gone back home, I had to send Gideon back to his gang to keep them in hope and to prepare. The unexpected can happen anytime, and I'll be needing them. My people all over New York, when they heard that their Don was alive, had searched us down to where Gideon was, and I had asked him to
Grace's POV“Position your hand like this, Mummy” Helen said, a little bit pissed that I wasn't getting it right. It isn't my fault, what's easy for her and her father wasn't so easy for me.She has been teaching me how to use knives. I think she is just natural, taking after her father because how can a small child know how to do this so well when I can't. It seems unfair. “But I'm doing just that,” I replied. “You're not. If you are, there is no way you'll miss the target”“But I am” I whined, and she frowned before turning to Vincent who was sitting not too far from where we were. “Uncle Vincent, come and show mummy how to do it. She doesn't know how”. “Honey, you're doing it well. Your mom is not just good at those things. Rather she is good at treating those who get cut by it” he replied without taking the book he was reading from his face. Helen sighed while I frowned at him. He peeped and saw the frown on my face, he smirked, taking his eyes back to his book. “Mummy liste
Raymond's POVI hate the sight of that woman and at all cost, I'll get her to tell me where she hid the fucking girl. It's been years and she was being stubborn. Even to the extent that she risked the life of her own husband. Who does that?Margaret Jones, my fucking mother, I searched for after I left New York. After Godfather Stone made Davis Don instead of me. I was more than worthy to take over the position of Don. How dare he do that to me? I have been by his side even before he knew, the son of a bitch. Did he think I would cover? Sit and watch someone younger take over? Never!It was well planned, calming down to gather allies, power, weapons, and resources. Who dares stand in front of me? I didn't only wait for ten good years, I waited in the hope of one day ruling over New York, and I am here. A dream come true. But I will never let Margaret Jones destroy my plans. All I want is the fucking name of the fucking country she had sent Florida Jones to. The minute I find where s
Davis's POVI stood in front of the mirror as I worked on the buttons of my shirts. The white sleeved shirt, I had worked on, cutting the sleeves off, making the shirt sleeveless. That's what I did to all my sleeve shirts. I hated the inconvenience it caused around my elbow. “Set?” Vincent came out of the bathroom, dressed also in a brown suit. I picked up my black charcoal suit and wore it as well. “All set” I replied. We both just didn't understand why Harry wanted us to do this. Worse was, Harry had forced Vincent when he wasn't even dating anyone. Just yesterday, we were having a discussion when Catherine asked Grace about her last dinner date with me. Grace openly disgraced me, telling everyone in the dining room that I had never taken her out on a dinner date before. Harry took it worse than his wife. I was expecting him to understand since he was a mafia Lord like I am, but the man just couldn't get the silent signs I was giving to him.Harry promised Grace on my behalf th
Grace's POVThere was this unusual joy in my heart as we all sat there in the restaurant. I don't know how the men did it, but it looks like they had booked the entire restaurant for the night. No one was coming in and no one was going out. The place was just for us. Catherine and Harry, Adrianna and Vincent, then Davis and I. The indescribable joy I was feeling was visible even on my face. I couldn't take my eyes off Davis. He was looking so handsome today, I couldn't wait to get back home and undress him. I really do not think he'd mind at all. Harry and Catherine happen to be the best couple I've ever seen because they were just too perfect in this love thing. The way they talked, dressed, and discussed, everything about them makes me envious of them. I'll have to speak to Davis, so we can do this more often. Going out and just having our own time. The food was served by the waiters, instruments were playing in the background. I couldn't see where the people playing those were,
Davis's POV"How's Gideon?" I asked over the phone. Vincent and I had been speaking for more than an hour already. He had called to ask how we were doing.Although we spoke every day, there were some days that we spoke longer than usual. We just wanted to make sure we were all doing alright with the decision that I made. And the more I hear of the things he does as Capo, the more I am the happiest that I made the right decision making him the Capo of New York. He has chosen Gideon as his right-hand man, Jack remains there too. That same night Vincent was made Capo of New York, he had called me his godfather. According to him, he wouldn't do anything if I didn't accept the role as his godfather, so I agreed. Now, he doesn't decide without me knowing about it first and agreeing to it. He was deliberate in making me take part in everything he does for New York. Everything had returned to normal. Raymond's bad blood has been washed away. No one asked about the man even after his disappe
Grace's POV After the cutting of the cake, the M.C. made an announcement saying there was something the groom wanted to say. My head swags quickly to the side, what does he have in mind this time? I watched Davis wink at me before he got up from where he sat. He had taken off his suit, leaving his inner shirt that he happened to rip the sleeves off, making the shirt a sleeveless shirt, revealing his tattoos, which I have come to fall in love with. He made his way to the center of the hall where the M.C. stood and took the mic from him. There was a wide smile on his lips as he turned to me, my heart skipped multiple beats."Let's welcome my wife, Grace Davis Stone as she joins me on stage. I love you, baby"I tried to hide my face but there was no way that was happening, not when the spotlight was sent my direction. I stood up and made my way calmly to where Davis stood. He took my hand and pulled me to his side. His hand naturally fell on my hip."I have a gift for you" I cocked m
Davis's POVShe finally said those vows, I made sure of it. I knew she wanted to escape it, but I didn't let her. She cried all she wanted, completely staining my suit, but I didn't mind it, as far she said those vows. And even though we were on our way to a hall for the reception, I could still hear the words she said playing in my ears again and again. “My Davis Stone, my capo, and my Don, I love you. I have always wanted a calm and innocent man as a husband. But what's the fun in there? You, my love, have made my once boring life filled with activities. We had laughed and cried together, and absolutely nothing could separate us. They had tried but failed” She raised my hand and kissed the back of it, “Thank you. Thank you for loving me so much, I don't know how I saw a cold, heartless man before. You're a bundle of warmth that I love to cuddle in bed every night. You're the epitome of beauty. I adore you. I promise to remain by your side through thick and thin, and even when the
Two Weeks Later Grace's POVI stood outside the church as I waited for the door to open up for me. The minute the door opened was the same minute the music began to play. Mr. Choi held my left hand as he walked me down the aisle. The smile on my face was covered by the veil I was asked to wear. I doubt if anyone would even notice that I am pregnant. The white gown hugged my body tightly, revealing my shape beautifully. Davis had personally picked this gown.It was so beautiful, I fell in love with it at first sight as well. Mr. Choi immediately agreed when Davis and I went to meet him to walk me down the aisle. He was even so excited, he explained that he only had two boys, so he wasn't opportune to walk anyone down the aisle. Today is one of the best days of my life, that was why I couldn't stop smiling. No matter how I tried to keep it cool, it was just very hard. Getting closer to the altar, I could see Davis staring at me. He changed his haircut, making him look younger and sex
Davis's POV“You're awake” I walked over to the bed and kissed Grace on the cheek. She hummed before wrapping both hands around my waist. She had slept till the next morning and even woke up late. “How are you?” I asked her as I took her hand and kissed the back of it, “I'm fine” Her gaze remained on me as she looked at me intensively, her hand reached for my cheek and she caressed it, “I miss you” and I smiled. The expression on my face immediately changed as I said to her, “Sorry I came late” But she shook her head, “You were just in time” “Thanks” I kissed her forehead. “Rub your body on mine. I can't get over the thought of having that stinky being touch me. Touch me, touch me”Although she said it so I could laugh, I knew she was serious because of how she literally rubbed her body on mine. “Do you want to take a bath? Although I have taken my bath, we could still shower together” “Will you bathe me?” She asked with puppy eyes and I chuckled. “Anything for the pregnant
Davis's POVWe finally went home. Grace happened to have fallen asleep in the car, in my arms. She refused to let go even when I wanted to drop her on the bed. She must have been so scared. I had to stay with her while Helen watched us in bed. I caressed her red face. I wish I had come earlier. The bastard had hit her so hard, that I could see the marks on her face. He even dared to climb on her. That bastard son of a thousand fathers.Vincent had gone to lock him up in the dungeon, even though he looked like a living corpse already. He still needed a little more torture before I, personally, finished him off. Adriana happens to be the happiest when she heard we didn't just kill him. She had made her way to the dungeon after finding out that he was there. Margaret didn't go, but was heading towards Florida when I left them. “What did the doctor say, Daddy?” Helen asked as she lay on the other side of her mother. The doctor had come over to check up on Grace. I didn't want to take
Davis's POVJack had called, saying Raymond was at the outskirts of the city in an abandoned hotel. When we got there, I didn't care to know whose men they were. I didn't care to know if they were really Raymond's men or not as they weren't really using their red clothes, we killed anyone who came our way. Shooting continued as I made my way up the stairs in search of Grace. Her screams made me know where she was. I have never heard her scream so fearfully before, my heart tightened in my chest as I cursed under my breath. I forced myself not to yell back as I traced the voice to one of the rooms. The minute I barged into the room, my anger intensified when I saw Raymond on top of my wife! I didn't know how I got there and how I flung the bastard off her. My jaw clenched, and my angry eyes observed her body, before searching for something to cover her. How dare the son of a bitch try to rape my wife! He dared touch her body!I thought I was angry enough knowing he kidnapped her, b
Grace's POVI have never been this useless in my entire life. Everything about the man stinks so badly that I wanted to throw up. The minute his hands touched my boobs, I burst into tears. I didn't want my skin anymore, I wanted it to be changed. How dare he touch me! I was Davis's woman. I belonged only to Davis, no man should touch me, especially not Raymond. The minute his hand traced my skin, I couldn't help but scream for Davis to come and save me. I would kill myself if Raymond dared to have his way with me. I won't be able to live with that ever. When we heard the gunshot, I expected Raymond to pause and maybe ask his men what was going on, but he was lost. He was filled with lustful desires that he wasn't thinking about. The gunshots became louder and they weren't just one. I could tell that something was going on but Raymond didn't seem to care. It was like his ears had gone deaf. I wish he could just get away me and go check what was going on but he didn't. It was like he
Raymond's POV“Tie them up!” I walked behind the three men who had stepped into the room dragging a woman with them. Grace sat up immediately on the bed, I smirked when I saw the look of fear in her eyes. The lady whom the three men had brought in just kept screaming like a loud dog. I ignored her as she was dragged to the bed, I made my way to where Grace sat, “My love, meet my sweetheart, Florida. Florida, meet my love, Grace. We will be having a happy moment tonight. What do you think?” I watched how Grace's eyes widened as she looked at Florida. The girl was screaming and crying. Weakling. One reason I love Grace more than her. Grace was brave enough to face the situation head-on, and I trust it would be pleasurable for us all. After they had tied Florida, they made their way to where Grace sat. “Raymond, what is this?” She asked as she saw the men coming to tie her as well. “Don't worry, honey. I won't hurt you. I just want to have a lovely moment with you both. I have al