Davis's POVThe next day, as promised, I released Jerry. Grace said she wanted to watch me let him go, so she stood in front of the mansion when the man was brought out of the dungeon. So she didn't get upset with how I had damaged his body, I made sure he was cleaned first, and his wounds were treated also. In the presence of my beloved Grace, I passed him a visa to leave the country, and I handed him some cash also. “Go and start a new life. Never return to New York. If I or any of my men see you here in New York, you're a dead man. I do not need your thank you or your sorry, just get out” I watched him being escorted out of the residence with anger and hatred. I was so angry that I couldn't kill the bastard. For the first time in history, I let a traitor go. This made me remember Godfather's words, sometimes you'll make decisions that make you look weak, but it actually takes a strong will to make such a decision.I felt arms wrapped around my waist, “You did well” “Hm” I repl
Author's POVJerry kicked on the gate hard as he screamed for help, soon, the gate was open. When the security men saw Jerry, they immediately rushed to his aid. He had taken off his shirt and was walking so weakly. The security men held him inside the mansion before sitting him down on the couch. “Princess! Princess! Princess!” One of the maids rushed to Lydia's room to call her. Lydia immediately snapped, “What the fuck is wrong with you? Why are you screaming? Do you want to tear down the roof?” “Sorry, my princess” the maid bowed slightly“Sorry for your useless self” Lydia replied angrily, but the maid didn't reply with her head still bowed. “What do you want?” Lydia finally asked.“Princess, Sir Jerry is here” “Jerry is here? Why didn't you tell me ever since?” Lydia asked as she pushed the maid off her path before rushing out of the room. Her eyes widened when she saw the man sitting on the couch.“Jerry? Jerry, what the fuck happened to you?” She asked as she rushed to m
Grace's POV“Fourteen more days until my birthday!” Helen came out of her room screaming. I was coming out of Davis's room when she rushed to me. “Mommy, fourteen days more to my birthday” “That's true, baby. What do you want me to get for you?” I asked and she stood there thinking. Soon, Davis came out of the room to find Helen and I standing in front of his room. “What meeting are we having?” He asked as he picked Helen up. He loves to carry her, even when she has so much weight I find it hard to pick her up“I am thinking of a gift I can get from Mommy” “Isn't that why it's called a gift? Anything she gives, you'll accept” Davis said as he began to walk downstairs, I followed behind. “Yes, but… she asked what I wanted. Didn't you, mommy?” “Yes baby” I replied with a small smile. Davis shrugged and finally dropped her. The minute Vincent made himself known, Helen forgot about what we were discussing, she rushed to Vincent.“Uncle Vincent, fourteen days more to my birthday” “T
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