Don's Decision

Grace's POV

I sat there staring at the man who just walked into the room. His eyes shot daggers at me, but I wasn't threatened as my gaze unwavered, I also stared at him. He cannot scare me.

“Princess, why don't you go and play with your uncle Vincent, huh?” I heard him say to Helen calmly and I quickly retorted,

“Don't you go anywhere, Helen? I don't know who this uncle Vincent is” My eyes didn't move from him and I saw how his eyes darkened at my words.

He moved a little bit closer and began to stroke Helen's hair,

“She will go out of this fucking room to meet with one of my men while I have a fucking word with you, and you would not dare stop it!” he spat through gritted teeth and I could see clearly the anger in his eyes.

“So sweetie, go. Uncle Vincent wants to show you to your new room” he said facing her. As quick as lightning, his expression changed so quickly, it shocked me. He smiled sweetly at Helen, making me remember why I had fancied him the very first day I had met