Davis's POV"Mr. Davis, I'm sorry but there's nothing you want to say to me. Someone died in your casino. First question, why was a gun allowed in there?" The police officer asked with rage. Not like I feared though.I don't have time for this shit but I remained there staring at him as he spoke. All these while, Vincent was outside making some calls. "I'm not saying a word until my lawyer gets here" I replied with a smirk as I continued to relax against the chair. I haven't said anything other than this since I sat here with him. Truly, he was arguing with himself. "Mr. Davis, there's nothing anyone can do about this. Whether you get a lawyer or the president, the casino will be shut down forever!" I let out a yawn, ignoring his fucking words."Mr. Davis—" The door flew open, Vincent walked in, "Don, Helen," he said with a disturbed look. I hate to see that look on his face, it always tells me that something I might not like is going on. "Hey, you can't be in here!"I took the

Davis POV“Davis, she said she is getting worse. She was shaking when I got to her room” Vincent said the minute he entered into the study.A frown settled on my face, as I dropped the gun I was cleaning with a dry rag, “Didn't you say she was getting better just last night?” “That was what she said, but I don't understand why she is getting worse now. It must be a fever, I've called the doctor” I nodded, that's the best thing to do now. “When do you plan to see her? It's not far from here, you know. It's just a few stairs away” he said with a knowing look and I rolled my eyes at him. Standing up from the chair I was sitting on, I pulled out a stick of cigarettes from the box and lit it. Looking out the window, I said, “I won't be at ease until I place Lydia in her place. That bitch dare to beat Grace up even after I explained things to her?!?”“Well… you didn't explain the part that you were going to be kissing her also" “Fuck you!” I swore at Vincent in rage. Damn! I hate the

Davis's POV “We are going to Lydia's” “Davis, you are taking this too far” I heard Vincent say, but I shook my head. “No, I am not. We are leaving right this minute” I said to Vincent.I asked Helen how her mother was doing this morning, and she said she was still feeling pains in her waist. For my anger to subside, I need to deal with Lydia. I have been calling her to meet me, but she had been ignoring my calls and avoiding my messages. She knew what she did, and she knows what I can do.“I don't think her father would like this” I let out a dry laugh before breathing out the smoke through my nose, “And who the fuck cares about him?” I asked. “He is your guardian” “Say that one more time and watch me cut off one of your fucking ears” And he shut it. He knew when I was being fucking serious, and he also knows how I hate it when one tells me that the bastard was my guardian. I won't be shocked if he had a hand in what led to godfather's death. He is the next heir if not that

Davis's POV“Yes, Grace, snapped out of it,” I said to her with a wide smile on my face. Speaking with her really is doing me good. What a perfect therapy after my meeting with Lord fucking Nick.I mean, I was smiling and amused at her behavior. Very transparent, even without seeing her, I could tell every one of her next moves. As if I could imagine what was running in her head.“What were you thinking, Grace? Should I make a wild guess?” I asked, taunting her. Somehow, I'm finding joy in doing this. Taunting her.Grace has the body of a goddess, how can I forget this? That night, I just couldn't get enough of her. Fuck, I can't believe just seeing her naked had made me hard like a rock.I want her. I fucking want her again! Just once or twice. Damn! I wouldn't have come here. And to think that she is still thinking about that night too. “Don't you dare change the topic, Davis” she said from the bathroom, making me come back to the present where I am in her room sitting on her bed

Davis's POV“Tell me” I sat down on the chair, immediately pulling out a box of cigarettes. I need everything and anything that could calm me down. Fuck! Grace is a bitch. “The DDS company is going smoothly, we just need to sign that contract with Mr. Leo, and we are good to go in the partnership contract. The casino has been reopened, Officer Raymond made sure of that. The stripper club FlameAll is lacking some strippers, and we would need to hire. Benson thinks it is wise that we divide the share of the income coming from the underground boxing ring, since it was his idea in the first place—” and I let out a chuckle, disrupting his speech.“Tell him to come to tell me that himself, the motherfucker” Ignoring Benson and his stupid request, I asked,“The Underground” “We are still trying to make the man speak. He claimed he didn't know who had sent him, and he was willing to give up his life for it because the man would come and take over”. “Same old bullshit, huh?” I asked, and I