Father

Grace's POV

I smiled as I watched Davis sleeping beside me with his head on my chest. I had insisted that I wanted to cuddle, call me childish, but I did not care. I love him and I wanted to have him around me always.

He had been busy, and although he doesn't tell me where he goes or what he does, I already knew he was behind the killings all over the news.

Adrianna had said it was because they had tried to kill him first. I don't know if it was because I had seen Davis almost killed that my heart had become this solid, but I didn't care who he killed as long as he didn't get hurt.

According to what Adrianna said, or I had forced her to speak out, those were the men who had cooperated with Raymond to get Davis almost killed. They deserve what they are getting.

Davis wasn't going to tell me, he was keeping it from me because I had made him promise that he wouldn't kill anymore. But I have come to realize that in this world, one has to kill for power, for survival also.

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