Davis's POV I stood at the airport waiting for Harry and his family. They had insisted they wanted to see Helen and Grace. Since I couldn't let Grace travel a far journey, Harry and Catherine decided to do us the honor. It was two weeks ago, we moved from Jack's penthouse. We made sure we went very far from the city. We were definitely in New York, but far from it. Yes, I want to take back my position as Don, but I needed to be careful, I wasn't living only for myself anymore. I've decided to wait until Grace delivers the baby. I don't want her to worry about me so much that it affects the baby. I try to give her all that she needs, including myself. But that doesn't mean we're not working.Jack had gone back home, I had to send Gideon back to his gang to keep them in hope and to prepare. The unexpected can happen anytime, and I'll be needing them. My people all over New York, when they heard that their Don was alive, had searched us down to where Gideon was, and I had asked him to

Raymond's POVI hate the sight of that woman and at all cost, I'll get her to tell me where she hid the fucking girl. It's been years and she was being stubborn. Even to the extent that she risked the life of her own husband. Who does that?Margaret Jones, my fucking mother, I searched for after I left New York. After Godfather Stone made Davis Don instead of me. I was more than worthy to take over the position of Don. How dare he do that to me? I have been by his side even before he knew, the son of a bitch. Did he think I would cover? Sit and watch someone younger take over? Never!It was well planned, calming down to gather allies, power, weapons, and resources. Who dares stand in front of me? I didn't only wait for ten good years, I waited in the hope of one day ruling over New York, and I am here. A dream come true. But I will never let Margaret Jones destroy my plans. All I want is the fucking name of the fucking country she had sent Florida Jones to. The minute I find where s

Grace's POVThere was this unusual joy in my heart as we all sat there in the restaurant. I don't know how the men did it, but it looks like they had booked the entire restaurant for the night. No one was coming in and no one was going out. The place was just for us. Catherine and Harry, Adrianna and Vincent, then Davis and I. The indescribable joy I was feeling was visible even on my face. I couldn't take my eyes off Davis. He was looking so handsome today, I couldn't wait to get back home and undress him. I really do not think he'd mind at all. Harry and Catherine happen to be the best couple I've ever seen because they were just too perfect in this love thing. The way they talked, dressed, and discussed, everything about them makes me envious of them. I'll have to speak to Davis, so we can do this more often. Going out and just having our own time. The food was served by the waiters, instruments were playing in the background. I couldn't see where the people playing those were,

Davis's POVAfter the search, it showed that she was clean. I still can't believe she escaped Raymond, he isn't all so perfect after all. While we searched her, we could see the scars all over her body and her clothes were torn."Fuck!" I cursed when I saw her back and thighs. Raymond is a sick bastard to do something like this to his own mother. "We have to take her to the hospital" Vincent suggested and was already pulling her to his car before we could stop him. We allowed him before Grace and I made our way into the car. This time, I drove. She didn't even look at the driver's seat twice and went to sit in the front passenger's seat. Till we got home, she was quiet making me wonder if it was because she had almost hit Margaret. "Are you okay?" I asked as I opened the car for her. She gave me a small smile before coming down. "I think so. I just realized I would have hit her if it hadn't been for your help" she responded as she walked beside me. We both made our way inside the

Davis's POVWe all sat there listening to the rubbish she was saying. Harry, Vincent, Gabriel, Catherine, Adrianna, Grace and I, all had the look of disgust on our faces. Fine, let me agree that you didn't know when it happened the first time. Your daughter had reported the event to you know and all you could do was say sorry. Fuck! No one dares try that with my daughter. I'll rip their skin off bit by bit. I'll make sure there is nothing left to be seen of them. I'll feed them to the shark, I'll throw them in some fucking acid!Her stupid excuse was loving her son so much that she didn't want to lose him. The worst part of it all was how she explained that he didn't listen but only continued to torment Florida. "How old was Florida when all these were happening?" Grace asked and Margaret bowed her head. "She was seventeen at the time" "And you let a bastard fuck her time and time again?!?" Vincent yelled. We were all pissed and I could sense that Florida knew where her mother wa