Keep Her From Harm (The Denton Family Legacy 4)

When the sedative finally wore off, she turned to him with a gasp.

“Damian?”

“I am fine, Mia. Everything is fine. You saved me.”

“Ivan’s body?”

“It has all been taken care of. You do not need to worry about a thing.” He cupped her face, and made sure she was looking at him. “You have nothing to worry about, nor anything to fear.”

Tears filled her eyes. “I killed someone.”

“You have nothing to feel guilty about. Don’t cry for that son of a bitch.”

“No, these are not that kind of tears. I’m happy, Damian. I’m happy that he is gone, and I won’t have to worry about him again. Does that make me a bad person?” she asked.

“No. He had done nothing but hurt you. I don’t want you to think about him, or even worry.”

“What about the cops?”

“Again, you don’t need to worry. The cops have been dealt with. Everything is fine. I promise

you, there is nothing for you to worry about. My family, that’s what we do, we deal with that kind of shit. Ivan was going to kill me, and then he would have killed you. Nothing changes. I promise.” He pressed a kiss to her lips, hoping to help ease her.

“Can you just hold me?” she asked.

“Yes, I would gladly hold you for the rest of my life.”

****

Ivan’s and Westbrook’s bodies were never discovered. Rick took Mandy home, and after everything he had seen, Damian believed it was for the best. Uncle Rick was the man they called when no one else could do the job. He didn’t ask questions. He got answers.

After killing Ivan, Damian thought Mia would need some therapy to help her get past some of her issues. As it happened, she got better. She had a couple of bad nightmares, but Damian held her, letting her know there was no way that she would ever be harmed.

His plans to marry her were put on hold as he and his brothers got Denton land back, and gained respect and security for their people. His father stayed head of the family, and everyone reported back to him.

In a curious turn of events, Damian made sure to always be partnered with Gabriel.

“Do you have cold feet already?” Gabriel asked, late one Tuesday evening.

“We don’t have cold feet. Mia is organizing the wedding, and we don’t want to rush it. With work, and then with the kids, getting married is not that easy.” Damian pulled his cell phone out of his pocket. They had just been to the docks to pay the guard for turning a blind eye to certain product being taken out of the country, mostly drugs and a few guns. They had dealings with some MCs that liked to party hard, and play even harder. They didn’t ask questions, and the contract had already been dealt with by Maddox. There was no message on his cell phone. “Have you had the legacy work on you yet? Any special woman waiting in the wings?”

“Nope. Maybe it’s not strong enough in me. I’ve got too much Colton.”

Damian laughed. “You’re kidding, right? Nah, you’ve got just enough, and you’ll see, the right woman will come around.”

“I told Owen and Wyatt, and they couldn’t stop laughing. They bring women into the casino now, and they are always pointing behind their backs as if she is the one.”

Damian frowned as he noticed they weren’t heading toward his apartment. They were using Gabriel’s car. “Where are we going?”

“We’re not finished yet. We’ve still got a few stops to make.”

“No, that’s not right. The dock was the last one to make.” Damian looked around. “Why are you taking me to my parents’ place?”

“Will you stop asking questions, and just let me do my job?” Gabriel asked. “I’m not leading you to the slaughter, and I’m not harming you. Please, just, do as I ask.”

“I don’t like this one bit.”

“Talk to Dad and your brothers.”