Grace's POV
Sitting down at the pharmacy, I waited calmly for the result of the test I did a while ago. I have been so sick since the incident, it's been three weeks, but I still couldn't get the night off my head. It was the most horrible night of my life. It haunted me day and night.My Caroline, that beast, that bastard still took her away from me.On getting home that morning, I saw the crowd in front of my apartment. When I got there, I saw my sweet little girl on the ground cold with a bullet in-between her eyes. Her eyes wide open in fear.“Caroline!” I screamed, throwing the shoes in my hands away to run to her, ignoring the pain in-between my legs. I grabbed her and pulled her into me as I cried. There was blood everywhere, staining the white sleeveless round neck top I had taken from the man.“Help! Somebody help me!” I screamed, my voice cracked from the screaming I had done from last night's torture or pleasure, I don't know.No matter how I screamed, everyone remained where they stood, only shaking their head because they knew it was over. There was nothing they could do to help me or Caroline.“God!” I cried, I wept, I rolled on the ground, and hit Caroline severally to wake up, but it was all useless.Even when the people left one by one, I remained with Caroline on the ground, in the sand.That was when I saw a paper pinned to her dress, it read,"Many thanks for your assistance. I hope to do business with you again”And for the first time in my life, I cursed out aloud,“Fuck you!”I snapped back to the present when I heard murmuring around me. I was now very observant and conscious of my environment. Although I had locked myself at home since that day, I dare not sleep with both eyes closed.Looking at the TV, everyone's eyes were at, I gasped with wide eyes when I saw who it was that appeared on TV.“Davis” I muttered when I saw him speak to the camera, his eyes sharp and dangerous, and thought we couldn't hear what he was saying because the newscaster was speaking, he spat out words in anger.Soon another man was shown on TV. I held my breath, it was the man who had driven me to the club that day from the saloon.My blood ran cold and my heart beat so hard in my chest. My breath began turning shallow as I listened to the words the newscaster was saying to the camera.“…. Mr. Davis Stone is suspected of murdering Mr. Greg George. He claimed he had unfinished business with the man because of the…” The two men's pictures were displayed again on camera.“…Don Davis Stone, as we all know him to be, openly declared that anyone who had played tricks with him on May 19th should brace themselves because he was coming for them all, including a certain girl. He swore that no one would be spared…”My world was beginning to shrink and my heart was thudding on my chest. May 19th was the day everything happened, I am that certain girl.I had thought Mr. Davis was the one who had played that nonsense trick on me just because he wanted to sleep with me. Now, I could see that that wasn't the case. He was as much of a victim as I was and now, he thinks I was also involved in their game.A mafia! God! What have I gotten myself into?I stood up, no longer concerned about the result, I needed to leave here immediately. The reason I haven't been found yet was because I had been indoors. A bullet could fly from anywhere this minute. I need to leave, not just this pharmacy but New York entirely, I have to go far away.Just as I was using the big hoodie I had worn to cover my head properly, I felt someone grab my hand from behind and my eyes widened. My heartbeat increased as I turned, only to see that it was the doctor. Even when he smiled at me, it didn't ease me one bit. I just needed to leave here.I tried to calm my racing heart, and I wiped the beads of sweat on my forehead,“Doctor” I breathed out and he said,“Congratulations, you're three weeks pregnant”“What?” I choked and he repeated the words like it was a beautiful thing.“Congratulations young lady, you're three weeks pregnant” and that did it because the next thing I knew was embracing Mr. Black.****When I woke up, I was in a tiny bed with an IV in my hand. I looked and recalled what happened. My eyes swelled with tears as I covered my mouth with my hand.“God! How did it get to this?”I had totally forgotten to take some pills after that night. All that was in my head was Caroline. I had even fallen sick because of it.“You really need to look after yourself” I snapped my eyes to look at the doctor who had just stepped into the small room. He continued,“This isn't just about you anymore. There's a baby inside who depends on your survival,” he sounded angry.I sighed before thanking him. As he was leaving, I was pulling the IV out of my hand. I have to leave, else there won't be a baby or me.“What are you doing?” He asked in surprise and I said with a small smile,“Thank you, doctor, I'll take it from here” With that said, I walked out of the room even when he kept complaining about me not taking good care of my health. This is not the time.With my hoodie over my head, I walked out of the pharmacy looking back and forth, it was evening already.I just can't believe the man I'd slept with was a mafia lord. Although I could tell he was dangerous from his aura, but not a mafia lord. How the hell did I get pregnant at age twenty-one with a mafia's baby?At twenty-one?!?Getting home, I placed my traveling box on the bed and began to grab some of my clothes, throwing them into the box in a hurry. I grabbed my passport as well.Thinking about it, I have two dangerous people on my neck. One was Caroline's murder and the other one, Mr. Davis or should I say Don Davis Stone. I don't know who would get me first, but it's better to try to escape.I zipped the back and pulled it from the bed when I heard a knock on my door and I froze with wide eyes“Wh…who?” My lips shake in fear as I whisper.I didn't know who had gotten to me first, but I think it was Davis. My heart was racing faster, I didn't bother to ask who it was as I passed through the back door. Who was knocking, I would never know, and I hope not to know.Davis POV “Don” Vincent called from behind, and I turned to him. Not leaving the balcony, he made his way towards me. I had a cigarette between my fingers as I waited for the good news, I puffed out the smoke,“News” “We have tortured, but the man is refusing to say a word, Don. He claims he doesn't know a thing about what we are talking about”“Then kill him” I spat. There was no time to waste on the motherfucker.“What about the girl?” I asked.We had only been able to trace her just yesterday after so many weeks of searching. I wanted her to be brought to me, I wanted to look into those fake innocent eyes of hers and fucking shoot her myself.The bitch even lied about her name, she said Madison, Michelle, or was it Mary, something that had to do with the letter 'M' but fuck, we only found out yesterday that the bitch's name was Grace, Grace fucking Daniels.I dragged the cigarette on my lips before asking,“Where is she?” I puffed it out.“She… she escaped Boss” The words rang t
Grace's POVHere I am on my way back to the place I dread a lot. I sat there in the plane praying for God's help, his protection, and his strength because I was losing it. Thinking of the same murderer with my innocent and lovely daughter, I could only panic. Why do I feel no matter what, he would still kill her?A tear fell from my eye again, I have been crying for the past five hours since I knew that Helen was kidnapped. By morning, I should be back in New York, I'll go to Davis, and I don't care if he kills me as far as he finds my daughter for me.I couldn't sleep the whole night, my heart was beating so fast, as I shifted restlessly in the plane. How did the beast find me? I've been hiding here in a foreign country for the past five years and he still finds me? How powerful was this man?"Madam" I jerked only to see a hostess beside me, "I'm sorry to scare you, ma'am, would you like a drink?" I shook my head negatively before positioning myself well again on the chair, "Ar
Grace's POVOkay, I can't die before freeing my daughter from that monster. I tried to tell my racing heart that it is not a mistake coming here. I'm doing this for my daughter and I'll do anything for her.The men with faces that could cause one to have nightmares stared at me with their guns ready to blow my head off. Is this how they welcome a harmless lady here? No wonder the driver was eager to leave. "Listen, I mean no harm. I just want to see Don Davis Stone" I said with a shaky breath. "And who said you can decide whether to see the capo when he has not decided to see you…?" I watched as the men gave way to the one who had just spoken. The man came closer to me with his hands behind him, I wondered if he was hiding a gun behind him."Grace Daniels" My eyes widened as I stared at the man, how did he know my name?"You know me?" "You have entered the lion's den, Grace and you won't go out alive, this I promise you" the man gently Before I could ask who he was and how he kn
Davis's POVSitting in front of the man whose hands had been spread on the table, two of his fingers gone, I puffed the smoke out of my mouth.“Pussy” I murmured a curse at him when I saw him cry like a little child when he saw the axe raised high ready to strike like the first two times. I don't forgive those who steal, lie or betray me. I am twenty steps ahead, so there's nothing these fuckers would do behind my back that I wouldn't know about. I don't joke, I hate jokes, or else I'm the one telling it.“Down” The sharp axe immediately dropped down on his finger and another loud scream rang through the room we were at. I dragged the cigarette in between my lips, only to puff it out on his face. “No one fuck with me and lives,” I reminded the fucker before pulling out my phone and picking up the call. “Vincent” “Don, we have Grace Daniel” and my lips twist, how's that possible after how many years?“You found her” I murmured under my breath as my eyes darkened. I've been waitin
Davis's POV I stared at the woman in front of me and even though my godfather has always told me never to lay my hand on a woman, I really wanted to rip the beating heart out of this bitch's chest. “Who the hell are you calling my child?!?” I thundered at her, but she didn't flinch. Instead, she quickly brought out a phone from her back pocket. She was working on it so fast, I wanted to pull it off her hand.“Your daughter, your daughter” she continued to murmur like a mad woman. Actually, she was no different from one right now. Her clothes were dirty, her hair messy, her face stained and covered in tears, and she was saying nonsense too. I don't know why the fuck I'm even standing here watching her when the torture was supposed to begin. I was about to grab the axe from the axe, but as I made a move, she grabbed me by the leg, pulling me back causing me to curse at her, “Don't go, don't go. I do not have time, I'll die if anything happens to my Helen” She pulled my leg, almost c
Grace's POV“No… please, let me come with you!” I screamed, but no matter how I screamed, no one cared to look back. I cried some more as I went back to the corner of the cell to pray. I prayed and hoped he would find her and save her. I need my baby girl to be saved.If there is anyone that can save her right now, it is Davis. He is the only one, and what happened just shows that it was one of his enemies who was playing a trick on him using me. Why do I have to be involved in this? My cheeks were stained with tears again, what has been going on since I knew Helen was kidnapped. My heart was beating so hard in my chest and rapidly too, but I could only let out hiccups.Just then, I heard the sounds of footsteps and I stood up immediately. Rushing towards the cell gate, “Hey, where is your boss? Where is Davis?” The man didn't respond to me, instead, he opened the gate before pulling me out of the cell room. “Where are you taking me?” I asked him in a hurry.“Are you taking me to
Davis's POV"Don" "Tell me you've found her, Vincent" I turned to see Vincent walking towards me with a straight face. It's very hard to read his expression, that's why he is my right-hand man. He knows what he is doing "Not yet sir" he responded making me growl,"Then why the fuck are you here and without your fucking phone?!?" "She fainted. Grace Daniels," he informed making me scoff, "I don't fucking care. I don't care even if she dies. I want my daughter found right now!""That might not be a good idea. If she dies, your daughter might not be happy with it" he remained standing on the same spot not making a move even when I bark at him. "Fine!" I hissed, "Get the doctor but make sure she doesn't leave this building. She dare not escape from me" and Vincent bowed,"Okay" he turned to leave but I stopped him, "Vincent" he turned to face me, "Find her, please" "I've made calls, she will be found before tomorrow runs out" and I nodded before waving for him to leave. When Vinc
Davis's POV“Gideon had confirmed being asked to do some task relating to the kidnapping of a child but was immediately asked to drop the job” Vincent explained as we walked out of the room. “What's that? Who's Gideon?” I raised a brow as I walked out of the room, leaving the fucking doctor to cough his lungs out. “A leader of a small gang in Westfield. He is one of the men sent last time for the mission with Austin” Vincent explained as he went on to show me the guy's picture on his phone. “What did this Gideon say about the sex of the child?” I asked my heart to beat fast, but I tried to remain calm. I suspect as much as Vincent was also suspecting that that child was mine. Why would one of my own kidnap my child?“A female,” Vincent replied, making me pause on my track. “And you think that's my daughter?” I asked and saw him nod as he stopped to walk as well. “Yes, boss. Gideon said he also suspected something was wrong when he was asked to suddenly back out. According to him,