Davis's POV“What is it?” I asked the girl who literally jumped up from her sleep. She looked at me by the side and rushed me as she hugged me“Grace?” I called, but she only buried her head in my chest, “Did you have a nightmare again?” I asked. She had been having weird dreams about me being killed. I think it was due to what happened before. “Davis, Raymond is coming,” she said to me with a very tiny voice. “I'll make sure to eliminate him before he gets here,” I said to her. We have been tracking down Raymond's move. He is more engrossed in searching for Margaret and Florida. I hope wherever that girl is, she doesn't come out. “But…” she hiccuped, causing my heart to tighten, she was trying to hold back the tears. She wanted to cry. It's been happening too frequently these periods. “You should sleep,” I whispered to her as I caressed her back. “I'd like to go to the church tomorrow” she whispered as she laid back down on the bed. “You want to go to the church tomorrow?” I a
Davis's POV“Write down the names of those who had gone to that meeting with you” He froze, he was about to speak but when he saw what Vincent had done, he quickly took the pen and began writing. I had crossed my heart not to be shocked by whoever it was that I found on that list. Being betrayed shouldn't affect me, especially when their betrayal had caused my position. When he was done, he dropped the pen while I picked up the paper. There were twenty-seven of them, all together. It's a good one. “Don… Davis, I swear, I wanted to leave the… meeting” he stuttered, but I shook my head. “No, you didn't plan to leave. You were not interested in leaving. Instead, you were interested in seeing me leave as soon as possible” Davis smirked“No… No” he shook his head. “Well, when I was informed that one Lord Charles was present in the meeting, I wondered who you were. Not until I saw you. The minute I saw your face, I wasn't surprised anymore as to why you would want me dead. I had cause
Raymond's POVI made my way to the garden where I was told the private investigator was. I have been waiting for his arrival for days now, so I can say, I was eager to know what he had found out. The minute he saw me coming, he stood up and bowed slightly to me. I nodded before sitting opposite him. He had a gloomy expression on his face, making me wonder what exactly was his problem. “What's with the face?” I asked him.He cleared his throat, “Don, it wasn't an easy search, but I was able to find someone who was related to her” A smile formed on my face. Really? Then that was good news. There was no need to frown. “So? Can I see? Is it an aunt or an uncle? Who did you find?” I asked him eagerly. I hate it when he keeps me waiting, but he was one of the best I have seen. Even when others weren't able to find my parents for me, he was able to. Although it took him some time, he was able to find both my father and my mother. He was good at what he did. He searched his bag and bro
Raymond's POVStanley and I stepped down from the car, staring towards the place we were about to enter, Marcus's location.According to the detective, Marcus doesn't leave the particular bar. He drinks there and gambles there. The only place he is found is in that particular bar. “Are you sure this is the right place?” Stanley asked me as we walked into the small bar. “Hm,” I replied with a nod. When we stepped in, I regretted not asking my men to do this. The place was stuffy, noisy, and smelly. I tried not to puke, as for Stanley, he was already so upset we had to do this. My eyes scanned the place for Marcus, he had to be somewhere around. Even standing in one spot wasn't a good idea, as the smell of alcohol only got worse. We made our way to the bar attendant“Two glasses,” I said, and he got to work. Even as he poured the beer, I could see very well that this place was meant for only the poor people. Luckily for me, my eyes caught sight of the man, Marcus. I signaled Stanl
Davis's POVThe news about Lord Charles's death spread like wildfire all over the city. There were different versions about what happened to him, as some were trying to hide the truth. I didn't know why they were hiding it, I didn't care if the whole of New York knew that I was the one who killed him.Some News had mentioned that the new Don had a hand in it, while others claimed Lord Charles had shot himself. Vincent and I sat in my office watching the news when he shook his head, turning to me, he said, “Let's go”“Where to?” I asked with squinted eyes. He had already rooted out a gun from under the table before us. “The next name on the list,” he replied. It was only two days since we killed Lord Charles, we were already going for the next person. “Don't look at me that way” he said to me, “We were supposed to strike their names immediately it given to us. I only remained quiet because you went to visit Mr. Chao. Today, I'm erasing them from the surface of the earth” I stood u
Raymond's POVI made my way into the elevator, ready for my first meeting with my fucking father. He must have had the best night of his life. I am not sure if he had ever slept in an expensive hotel like this in his entire life. The guards standing to watch the door bowed to me the minute they saw me. I ignored them as always before stepping into the house. Even though I knew Marcus would leave, I still placed some guards to watch the door, as I didn't want to take any risk. Margaret just happened to be fucking lucky. Getting into the house, there was no one in the living room. Where was he? Don't tell me…I made my way to the room only to find the man still sleeping, it was 11 am already. Beside his bed were bottles of expensive wine that he must have ordered at night. My eyes moved from the ground back to the idiot. I hate him. “Marcus,” I called. He didn't move. “Marcus!” I called again, but he still didn't move. I saw, I'll kill him if I get to wake him up myself.There was
Grace's POV"Tell me the truth, Davis. Are you seeing another woman?!?" I asked the man in front of me. His body stiffened, his eyes staring back at mine, shocked that I had the audacity to ask him that. He thought I wouldn't. Fine, I had been under the weather for a few days but I am all better now. I would definitely not allow another woman to come in between Davis and I. "Where did you get such an idea from Grace?" He asked and I glared at him. "Don't fucking think I don't know. You get up every morning leaving the house only to come back very late at night. When you do, you don't touch me. If I try to touch you, you ignore me telling me you're tired. Tell me, Davis, who is the lady you're seeing?" Davis's fingers massaged the bridge of his nose before he sighed with closed eyes. I hated that he was making me feel this way. I didn't want to suspect him but earlier, he had ordered me not to touch him when he stepped into the room. He only came to hug now after taking his bath a
Davis's POV“Then do it” Grace spoke softly with her hand caressing my cheeks. She didn't know what she was doing. Here I am trying to be a good husband and giving her the space she needs till she gives birth, but Grace was being stubborn like she used to always be. “I want you, Davis” She kissed my chin before raising herself on her toes and taking my lower lip into her mouth gently. I closed my eyes, she was tempting me and I didn't know how long I could hold on. I swear, I fucking wanted her. The kiss was slow and sweet, yet seductive. She was calling me in, she was fucking seducing me into fucking her tonight. And I wasn't good at overcoming temptations like this, definitely not when Grace was involved. I would fall, I cannot resist her. My heartbeat increased, and my hands reached to her waist to gently pull her away from me, but I found my hands wrapping themselves around her waist instead.“Grace…” I moaned in between the kisses. I was going to complain, not moan. Her soft