Chapter Five

"Why did you have to cancel her license?!" He starts after storming into Gabriel Davis' huge library inside his New York mansion after spending the day just looking after this old man's daughter.

"How is she?" He says looking at him through the spectacles hanging on his pointed nose.

"You freeze her accounts, took away the money that she earned by herself and now I'm learning that she actually is a doctor! A doctor whose license is taken away by her own father! Why are you doing this to your daughter, Gabriel?!"

"She used to like this mansion a lot when she was just a girl. Of course, she loves the house in London... The ranch in the countryside.. That girl."

"That girl is killing herself!" Vincent hits the top of his table with the handkerchief that is covered by her blood as he stopped the older man from talking about nonsense memories that he had obviously lost now after ruining the innocence of his own daughter.

Gabriel Davis darts his eyes on the bloody handkerchief in front of him and he can see how his jaws move as he grits his teeth.

"Do you even have an idea how your daughter is...?! How she is hating her life and wanting to just end it because of you interfering in it?"

Gabriel looks at the younger man before leaning his back on the comfortable swivel chair he is sitting at like he's just watching a TV show as he watch him rant and lecture him on how he should treat his own daughter.

"I can see that you care for her, Vincent..." He smiles drily as his eyes dart on the photo frame on top of his table.

Vincent didn't pay attention to where he's looking at and continues glaring at the older man. He is surely playing them both on his palms right now.

"But caring for her could actually make you weak, you should know that.. Your job is to tame her.."

"Hah! How exactly do you think that'd be possible?! You turned your daughter into a cheap thug giving herself away like she's just a candy and you expect me to tame her?!" Gabriel glares at him with that.

"To think that she's a doctor! Why, Gabriel?! Why are you destroying that girl's life?!"

"So you mean, getting you into the picture is me destroying her..?" He clasps his hands together right under his chin as he examines the younger man's persona.

He can feel the burning anger through his deep blue eyes that are glaring at him.

He can feel his hatred towards what Gabby is turning herself into.

"What makes you think that I am trapping myself into your bait??"

"Well it looks like it isn't just my bait that caught you..." He says referring to Vincent already feeling emotions and caring about his daughter.

"You're miserable.." Vincent whispers with so much hate under his breath before he turns around to leave.

"I'm transferring all my properties to Gabrielle's and your name in two weeks... Right after your marriage..."

Vincent stops in his tracks. His hands are shaking with pure anger and frustration.

Marriage.

God help him. He couldn't picture himself marrying Gabrielle. He feels for her and he's gradually siding with her now, but marriage is a totally different thing!

And hell will freeze but he doesn't think that brat will just follow the flow and say yes to her father's terms and conditions!

Gabrielle Ralph Davis is not someone to just nod at everything.

Tame her?!

He can't even fucking tame the raw emotions he's already starting to feel towards this whole or deal and he wants him to tame her?!

"If you think you can just make your daughter say yes to anything just because you freeze her account, think again Davis. Your daughter is not the one to just nod at anything," Vincent feels the older man walking slowly before he stops right beside him.

"I know that very well... and worry yourself not. She will.." Their eyes met fir a brief moment before Gabriel Davis walk past him smirking proudly as if he'd already won the bet.

Vincent couldn't do anything but put all his anger to his car. As if he was in a drag race, he drove around New York. Honking at every vehicle that is getting on his way to nowhere.

He's confused, frustrated, angry and worried..

Worried...

Something he never thought he would ever feel about this whole deal. Just months ago when his grandfather summoned him and told him about his supposed engagement to one if his comrade's daughter, he didn't really give a damn. It was during those dark hours in his life when he was told that a wife was chosen for him.

He didn't care whoever it might be. He was blinded by anger and power that he felt like he could just use whoever's daughter she may be to hold his dreams in his palm.

Yes, power, money and success were all important to him.

And if marrying even a princess like Fiona could get him to get a grip of those, he wouldn't care. Besides, it wasn't mentioned that he is not allowed to divorce the girl.

He could still get married to whoever he would want to marry after the game is over..that is if he would warnt to really ever get married.

Not that he never want to...

He did...

"Bullshit.!" He cursed out loud as he slams his palm on the horn of his car and turns the wheel to his right, overtaking a sports car in front of him.

He is frustrated. He doesn't want to marry that girl and yet he couldn't wait for the day...

"Fuck!" He couldn't and shouldn't feel this way towards her!

She's beautiful, alright.

She's so goddamn sexy, that's for sure.

But damn it! She's every dick's girl too! Again, he press hard on the horn as he accelerates his Porsche cayenne So, overtaking a few more cars in the highway of New York.

He knows very well that underneath that facade Gabrielle is showing to the world is a broken hearted girl that once had dreams... that once had cared about herself and the people around her.

He knows and witnessed that himself.

She is more than what meets the eye and that very fact makes him even more frustrated and alarmed.

He cares...

And he wants to unravel what is hidden behind that mask of her. Like a mad man who lost and finally found his way, Vincent found himself already walking back into Gabrielle's flat where he left her fast asleep after helping her treat her wounds. Its past 6 in the evening now.

He wouldn't admit it but he keeps on thinking if she'd already had dinner. It was before lunch when he'd found her in her father's office, a couple of hours later, she dozed off to sleep after taking some antibiotics for her wounds.