Broken Promise (The Denton Family Legacy 1)

“Out of all of the names you could think of?”

“What can I say? We just love our name.”

She giggled, and he loved the sound. Taking hold of her hand, they entered the large casino. The sound of the slot machines, the music, and the squeals of success filled his senses. Moving toward the elevator, he saw Bruce, his mother’s guard, at the door.

“Where’s my mother?” he asked.

“With your father, and so I don’t get in the way, I stay here watching. Who is this?”

“This is Louisa Moore. She’s with me.”

Bruce pressed a button, and the elevator opened.

Stepping inside, he placed his hand at Lou’s waist, and they entered. Bruce stepped inside with them.

“Riley’s fight was fantastic,” Bruce said.

“Thank you.”

“You should be proud of him.”

“Yes, I am.”

She didn’t sound it, and he stroked her stomach moving up just slightly so that he could graze the underside of her breast. She took a deep breath, and he smiled, wondering if she wanted to kick his ass. Staring at their reflections in the shiny metal, he saw her nipples were tight and pressed against her shirt.

Bruce was paid to be silent, and not to notice anything. Jacob had fucked women with Bruce being present. He was a damn good bodyguard, and loyal as fuck.

The elevator stopped, and the doors opened.

“You know the way.”

Jacob keeping his hand at her waist, they made their way down a long corridor toward his father’s main office. Knocking once, he waited for Maddox’s call to enter. He didn’t have to wait long. Entering the room, he saw his brothers Abel and Gideon were there already. His mother and one of his uncles were also in the office.

“Hello, Jacob,” Charlotte said, coming toward him. She cupped his cheek, kissing him on either side, before moving toward Louisa. “We haven’t been introduced.”

“Mom, this is Louisa. Louisa, this is my mom, but everyone calls her Charlotte.”

“Apart from my kids that is. It’s a pleasure to meet you, Louisa.”

“It’s Lou. Nearly everyone calls me Lou.” He watched as she shook hands with Charlotte. His mother wasn’t about to let that happen, and pulled Lou in for a hug.

“He’s brought you up here. That must mean something.”

“Charlotte, step back,” Maddox said, getting out of his seat, and leaning in front of his desk.

Jacob had already clocked the gun, and he was so damn angry as he stared at his father.

“This is not necessary. She’s a Moore,” Charlotte said.

“It needs to be done.” Maddox stared at Lou as his mother moved away. “You know what we do, right?”

“I have an idea.”

Jacob didn’t care what his father said. He wasn’t going to leave his woman’s side.

Maddox placed the small pistol in his lap, his finger on the trigger ready. Slowly, Jacob moved behind his back, and pulled out the second Glock he kept there. He nudged Lou and placed the gun within her hand.

His father respected women who could stand up for themselves.