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“I can't wait to get home and take his clothes off” I heard Grace reply Harry and my eyes widened. Was she serious? I almost chuckled. Grace's appetite for sex increases as the day goes by, making me wonder if it happens to all women who were pregnant or if it was only Grace. She wasn't even shy to say it, she said it like she owned me and Harry would do as she said. Sorry to burst her bubble, but a dinner date is a dinner date, and it would completely end before we go home, so she'll have to wait till we get home. “You heard the princess. Everyone pack up, we are leaving” Harry announced, causing me to snap my eyes at him, “What?” I asked in shock,“You heard her. She wants you and she'll have you. Now, dinner's over. Get up and let's go home. Your woman wants you in her bed” My eyes moved from Harry to Grace and back to Harry, why do I feel that Grace had a way of controlling Harry? Or am I overthinking? It wasn't like I was complaining but for every of Grace's wishe
Davis's POVAfter the search, it showed that she was clean. I still can't believe she escaped Raymond, he isn't all so perfect after all. While we searched her, we could see the scars all over her body and her clothes were torn."Fuck!" I cursed when I saw her back and thighs. Raymond is a sick bastard to do something like this to his own mother. "We have to take her to the hospital" Vincent suggested and was already pulling her to his car before we could stop him. We allowed him before Grace and I made our way into the car. This time, I drove. She didn't even look at the driver's seat twice and went to sit in the front passenger's seat. Till we got home, she was quiet making me wonder if it was because she had almost hit Margaret. "Are you okay?" I asked as I opened the car for her. She gave me a small smile before coming down. "I think so. I just realized I would have hit her if it hadn't been for your help" she responded as she walked beside me. We both made our way inside the
Davis's POVHarry had refused to let us go to the hospital to visit Margaret as planned, so we had to wait till she was discharged from the hospital. I don't know why I feel that Grace had asked Harry to stop me from leaving. They have been doing a lot of things together lately. While Grace had become so close to the couple, Helen had drawn so close to baby Helen as well. They had all left me to my fate.It didn't take long when Margaret was discharged, Vincent and Adrianna were finally home. According to Vincent, she had been requesting to speak with me. The very minute she stepped into the house, I was in the bar when I heard her say, “Where is Davis, you said I'll get to see him once I get here. Where is he?” I walked over to the living room with a glass of drink in my hand. When she saw me, she tried to stand, but I refused her. “The doctor said you need all the rest you can get, so do not try to stand up” “Davis” she called as she stared at me with teary eyes. I walked over
Davis's POVWe all sat there listening to the rubbish she was saying. Harry, Vincent, Gabriel, Catherine, Adrianna, Grace and I, all had the look of disgust on our faces. Fine, let me agree that you didn't know when it happened the first time. Your daughter had reported the event to you know and all you could do was say sorry. Fuck! No one dares try that with my daughter. I'll rip their skin off bit by bit. I'll make sure there is nothing left to be seen of them. I'll feed them to the shark, I'll throw them in some fucking acid!Her stupid excuse was loving her son so much that she didn't want to lose him. The worst part of it all was how she explained that he didn't listen but only continued to torment Florida. "How old was Florida when all these were happening?" Grace asked and Margaret bowed her head. "She was seventeen at the time" "And you let a bastard fuck her time and time again?!?" Vincent yelled. We were all pissed and I could sense that Florida knew where her mother wa
Raymond's POV“Raymond”“Tell me you've found her,” I asked the minute Stanley walked into the office. I had a cigarette in my hands as I looked through the CCTV footage given to me by those idiots. Seeing how Margaret escaped made my blood boil.If they had just paid closer attention, they wouldn't have lost her, but they underestimated her. “Not yet” Stanley came to sit before me. I tried not to roar at him because I knew it wasn't his fault. He wasn't even there when it happened, so definitely, he cannot be blamed. “You see these men?” I asked him as I pointed at the CCTV footage. He came to stand behind me to look carefully at what I was showing him. “What about them?”“I want them all dead,” I replied. “Those are some of your special men. Do you really want them dead?” He asked again, and I narrowed my eyes at him, “Did I shutter?” “No Raymond. We will make that happen immediately” he walked out of the office while I remained there still looking through the camera.“Margare