Grace's POVDavis's mood was still sour. It's been a week since he woke up, yet he remained in his room or else I asked him to come out. Although he wasn't crying anymore, it looked like he was still down. Adrianna was also in that situation a month ago. Helen, however, being a sweetheart, has suggested that she wanted to go out with her father today. She wanted to tour Mauritius, and I'm so glad Davis agreed. I didn't like the fact that he was always in the room. They had all gone out to tour Mauritius while I remained home. I wanted to give Helen and Davis, father and daughter time, since I'll be needing mine the minute they get back home. It's been more than a month now, and we both haven't had sex. I don't know if he misses me like I miss him. Since he woke up, he hasn't touched me or even spoken rotten like he used to. I know he is passing through a lot, but I am craving him. I have been for a long time now, and that's one of the reasons I wanted him to wake up already. Now he

Author's POVWith Helen sitting on Vincent's lap, Vincent spoke up after a while. They had all gotten a piece of the cake. Adrianna was still quiet and had not spoken a word to Vincent since he came in. Davis could not contain his excitement. “During the fight, I came face to face with Raymond. I was shocked he was the one behind the scheme. I knew if you had known, you wouldn't want to fight anymore, so I tried to reach you to know what to do because if I had killed him, I wasn't sure you'd be pleased” His eyes were fixed on Davis, who looked from him to the ground. Back then, he would have not been pleased, but not anymore. Now, he is more than delighted to take the man's life by himselfOne thing he thought of back then was the words of his godfather. To always protect each other, and look after one another, but he could see that Raymond never really considered him family. So he'll stop seeing him as one from now on, the ones who are his family are the ones sitting here and the o

Grace's POVI woke up to see Davis already dressed, he was looking at the mirror as he knotted his tie. If not that Davis was Davis, I would have thought someone else had stepped into our room and was using our mirror. Vincent perhaps, but this was Davis. I was sure of it even though I could only see his back. “What are you up to?” I asked the man, who finally turned to meet my eyes, only for me to exclaim,“Wow” I giggled, “What are you doing with glasses?” I asked.He gave me a sheepish smile as he walked over and pecked my lips. He wasn't only wearing a purple long-sleeve shirt, he had tucked in, wore glasses, and combed his hair backward. What the hell was going on? This is nothing like my Davis at all. “What's going on?” I asked again.“The boys and I are going somewhere” he replied, making me raise my brow. Okay, I agree he was going somewhere, why dress this way? I wasn't used to it at all. “Where? Why do you have to dress like this if you're going out?” I asked with furrow

Davis's POVGideon and I walked out of the psychiatric hospital drained of strength. We made our way to the car and drove off. We had spent the entire day with Margaret Jones. Who would have believed that the woman was Raymond's biological mother? What was Raymond fucking thinking, locking her up in a psychiatric hospital?“I still think we should have freed her” Gideon gave out his thoughts and I sighed. He wasn't wrong, the woman needed saving, and she begged us to take her out of that hell as well, but we couldn't do that.“That would blow our cover. We can't free her just yet. We will, soon, but that can only be after we've taken back New York. If Raymond goes deep into who had helped her escape, he'll realize that I'm alive” I replied. Even though I wanted to free the woman so badly, she looked like she was calling for me. She reminds me of Ma'am Marian so much. “But we'll get her. We'll make sure we free her from that prison” I said sternly. It was the promise I made to her be

Davis's POVI stood before the waters as I watched the waves. Grace had told me that whenever she needed to calm her nerves, she came here, very close to the water. I smiled at her words then, but now I could feel the calmness it brings to the soul. I threw the stone in my hand into the far sea, I didn't even hear a splash,“Don,” I turned to see Adrianna walking over to where I was. I raised a brow, she had been quiet since I woke up, and we hardly spoke to each other. At first, it was because I had failed Vincent, but Vincent was alive, so I don't know why. “Adrianna,” I called, as I gave her my attention. Grace told me Adriana has a thing for Vincent, I'm not shocked, Vincent's a nice guy, but I don't think the man wants anything that concerns love right now or ever. I heard he has a sad past, he had told me about it but not in detail. According to him, he would rather not remember it. So I wonder what Adrianna would want to do with the feelings she has for him.“I need to tal