Broken Promise (The Denton Family Legacy 1)

She thrust up to meet him, and when that wasn’t enough, he pulled out of her, flipping her onto her knees, and sliding in deep. He wrapped his fingers in her hair, and lifted her head up. “Look at us, Lou. Watch as I fuck you, and know there’s not going to be any other woman. You’re the woman who owns my heart, and I will do everything in my power to keep you happy, and never let you go.”

He kissed her neck, and she gave herself over to him completely. She didn’t want to fight her feelings for him anymore.

They came together, holding each other tightly, and Lou would do anything to keep them in their happy bubble.

Chapter Twelve

Two months later

Jacob looked around at the people at the underground fighting ring, and he couldn’t shift the uneasiness that had settled deep in his gut. It had been two months since Lou had moved in with him, and he was going to ask her to marry him later tonight. However, his parents had asked him to see the Moores as they were constantly badgering Landon, trying to get him to fight. He saw Abel, Gideon, and even Damian had come along with him. No one fucked with a Denton, and they didn’t like how Landon was being approached, even at high school.

Riley was around the back going to get his parents, and he’d taken Lou with him as he did have every intention of taking her out to dinner in order to ask her to marry him. Of course that hadn’t happened. His father had called, asking for him to come to this fight, and to let the Moores know to stay away from Landon.

“I don’t like this,” Jacob said, looking around at the overcrowded basement of a nightclub. The Moores were the ones who organized the fight, and this one looked like it was going to get ugly. He saw the violence simmering in every single person. They were all out for blood, and with blood, there was money.

“Something is going down tonight,” Abel said. “I suggest we get our warning out to Moores, and then leave. I don’t want to be around when the shit hits the fan.”

Jacob agreed and squeezed Lou’s hand.

“Do you want me to stay here?” she asked.

“You’ve got no chance. I’m not leaving you in this shithole. Stay beside me, do not let go of my hand.” He shouldn’t have brought her with him.

Men and women shoved him hard, and he was gritting his teeth as he tried to protect his woman. He saw Riley coming out of the main changing areas with his parents behind him. Everything seemed to slow down as the noise dimmed. Jacob watched a man approach the main changing area, going into his jacket. Even from the short distance, he saw the rage. The gun was drawn, aimed, and before Riley could do anything, the man shot three times. Jacob let go of Lou as everyone started to scream running for the exits. He grabbed his gun, aimed, and fired. The man got hit and went down. His brothers and the Moores were the only people within the basement as most were clamoring to get out of the exits.

“No, no, no, no, no,” Lou said, rushing toward Riley.

Jacob kept his gun trained on the man on the floor, bleeding out, and Abel took over.

Blood pooled on Riley’s shirt, and Lou pressed down on each patch of blood. Tears spilled down her cheeks.

“You hold in there, Riley. Don’t leave me okay?”

“That’s … going … to … be … diffi … difficult.”

“Call an ambulance,” Lou said, not taking her eyes off her brother. Jacob was already dialing.

He gave them the location, not caring if this would put the Moores in a difficult position.

“Who is he?” Lou asked, pointing at the man on the floor.

“He lost a fight,” her mother said.

“What? He lost a fight? What happened to security?” Jacob asked. “Tonight, there was overcrowding in this fucking place. What happened to the security keeping an eye on people who enter?”

One promise was all Loud had asked, and right now, he’d broken that damn promise.

“It was fucking greed,” Lou said. “Wasn’t it? You just couldn’t handle turning money away.”

“Lou…” Riley said, coughing.

He was getting paler, and the blood beneath him was pooling out. Jacob stared into his eyes, and knew there was no way he was going to be able to save him.

“Take … care … of … her.”

“Riley, shut up. Don’t say things like that,” Lou said.

“Listen … to him … Lou. Don’t … be a … bitch.”