Grace's POVWe all sat down in the dining room, taking lunch. Davis has been taunting me since he came back. Now, I miss the peace in the house before he came back. He was so clingy to Helen that I wondered how much he had missed his daughter. He was even refusing to drop her down since he came back.I had hurriedly gone to change from his shirt, which I had thrown to his face the minute I came back into the living room. There was something different and peculiar about Davis now, he was acting differently. I don't know if the word sweeter would do enough justice. He would pause all he is doing to tease me and laugh at me when he gets the slightest chance, making me want to punch him, but I know I haven't learned anything to start picking up a fight with the mafia of New YorkWhen I asked him how he sustained the injuries on his face, he also turned it against me, making everyone laugh. I didn't do anything, I mean was it bad that I asked how he sustained injuries, when he left, his

Grace's POV “Huh?” I asked as I swallowed when I heard his question. What the hell just happened? This wasn't the first time dreaming about Davis, but does he have to be here while dreaming about him?“Come on, Grace, I want to see,” he said, his voice had a hint of order in them as he began to walk towards me“See what?” I asked with a shaky breath. What the hell is he talking about?“I want to see between your thighs, I want to know if you are wet” “No!” He paused to say, “You just have to admit that you were dreaming about me fucking you just now. I mean, you should see how you grabbed me into the bed and began to ravish my lips. Your legs wrapped my around—-”“Shut up, Davis” “You literally wanted to rape me!” He had the guts to say that. Like he won't enjoy me raping him. Oh, God, what am I even thinking?I shook my head immediately with my eyes closed “What are you thinking about?” He asked, standing very close to me. I pushed him away in shock, “Davis, stop!” How did

Grace's POV“Grace, do you know I am trying so hard to pass through the right procedure and not dive on you and fuck you senseless?” He asked me, and I thanked my God that my head had been down all this while. I had blushed so hard I wanted to slap myself for blushing.I just didn't think I could look into his eyes again after the intense desire and lust I had seen in his eyes when I said those words to him.“A friend of mine, Harry says, for the one you love, you'll not want to hurt” I was forced to look up at him. What was he saying? My furrowed brows continued to arch as I looked at him intensively“I can easily seduce you, and you'll give in to sleeping with me. I've tried it again and again, and fuck! You fell every single time, so I have confidence in my charm. But I don't want to do it that fucking way. Not when you're not in your right mind to approve, I don't think I'll want to go any further. The main reason I had left you earlier on, even though my fucking cock still cries

Grace's POVHe moved his head from my lips to the nape of my neck. He nibbled on my flesh, making me hiss with my eyes closed. He worked on my earlobe, making me drown in pleasure then,“Go get dressed. Let's go shopping” he whispered into my ear. I snapped my eyes open and pushed him away from me to look into his eyes. I was quick to get back up as I wondered how he could kiss me when I was stinky and sweaty. All over my body was oozing from my sweat. And what does he mean by going shopping? “Davis, In case, you don't know, the time is 7 pm” “Aye” was his only response, making me glare at him “I don't want you sleeping with those grudges in your heart. You might kill me in your dream instead” and I let out a little chuckle. That's right, I would have killed him because when I'm at peace with him, I tend to have sex with him, but when I'm angry at him, I want to kill him. And this isn't just in my dreams, it's something I want to do even when I'm awake too.I stretched my hands

Grace's POV I was almost interested in getting the entire clothes in the shop. It took everything in me not to get everything in there. It was a lovely night, and we had practically shopped for five good hours. It was the time and me feeling sleepy that had stopped me from going further. I had to stop when I saw that it was almost 1 am. I'm so sure Davis was tired. When I asked that we leave already, he had a wide grin on his face before asking me why, making me roll my eyes at him.We made our way out with a whole lot of bags. I wonder how rich Davis was. The clothes were so expensive that the only thing that kept me going was the fact that he had done the same for Helen and had not complained. When we got into the car, I immediately slept off, leaving the driving for him. I think I preferred night shopping because of the less crowded and also the fact that I could try some clothes on and just abandon them for some salesperson to come to clean up my trash later in the day. Not t