United and Dangerous by Cherie Benjamin (best android ereader TXT) 📖

special purses custom made to allow her to store her knives. Ara slipped on her Donna ring, her Leone bracelet, and the earrings that Kane had given her. After pulling her hair up into a sophisticated French twist, she walked out to see her fuck hot husband dressed in a black Armani suit, crisp white shirt, and a black tie. He was sitting in one of the chairs, putting on a pair of his Italian dress shoes.

Looking up, Kane was astonished by how truly beautiful his wife was and how her attire established her status as the Donna of the family. Fuck, he was hard again and wanted nothing more than to be buried back in her sweet hot pussy, but he knew they had a lot of work to do in merging the two families. Uriel had called while Ara was getting ready and informed him that Sebastian had not been seen at his home or his goomah's apartment. He told him they had questioned Judith, and that she said that she hadn't seen him for a few weeks and that she assumed they were no longer together. Kane found this hard to believe, so he told Uriel to make sure he kept an eye and ear on her. Uriel interpreted that to mean a tail 24/7 and tapping all of her phones.

"Are you ready, my love?" Ara asked.

"Yeah, let's get this started," Kane rose from his seat, and offered her his arm.

Merging the families was going to take all their skills and determination, but, together, they knew they would be successful.

 

Chapter 3

 

Simon was sitting at the desk in his room going over his latest program design. He had always been good with numbers and computers, then, as he got older, his mother’s encouragement gave him the confidence to combine both talents and design computer programs for accounting. Now, four years later, he had an established reputation for designing user specific programs for companies all over the world. His mother assisted him with his finances by setting up a separate account for him, where all the proceeds from the sale and use of his programs were directly deposited into the account. He was well aware of his net worth, but he was ever vigilant in the privacy of that information, especially from his father and brother. 

 

The years of mental and physical abuse he had suffered at the hands of his father and brother had left Simon's heart scarred, but not broken. His mother had always showed him enough love and affection to compensate for any loss he felt. She always knew what to do or say to make it better. But, now he had a sister, Ara. She had been so sweet and nice to him; he couldn't wait to talk to her again. Maybe he should ask Mama if it was okay to call now. Getting up from his desk, he went to the door and listened outside to see if he heard his father, but the house was quiet. Simon hoped that meant he was gone. 

Opening the door to his room, he walked out and down the stairs that led to the kitchen to find his mother sitting in the breakfast nook drinking a cup of coffee and reading the paper. He liked coffee, but his favorite thing for breakfast was cereal. Oh, how he loved cereal. Grabbing his favorite bowl and a box of Frosted Mini-Wheats®, he came over to the table and sat down.

Portia looked up from her paper and smiled at the sight of her little angel, Simon. He had been a bright light in her dark life. She had been so excited when her parents arranged her marriage to Sebastian Morotti. All the girls in the town where they lived swooned whenever he would walk by and all hoped that they would be the one he would choose to marry. Their wedding was lovely and Sebastian had been very attentive to all her needs throughout the day. He had taken her to his family’s estate on the coast for their honeymoon. Her mother sat her down and told her what to expect on her wedding night, and that her first time would be painful and messy. She changed into a long white satin gown and climbed in bed and under the covers. But, what happened next shed light on the true character of Sebastian Morotti. He came from the other room naked and yanked the covers from her body. 

 

"Why the fuck do you have that on?"  He spat.

"It is my nightgown," she whispered. She felt no love emanating from the man whom she had vowed to love earlier in the day. She did not even recognize this man before her; she was scared of him. 

"Fuck that,"  he yelled and grabbed the neck of the gown and ripped it from her body.  "From now on, you will come to bed each night naked, do you understand?"

Portia nodded, too scared to find her voice to answer.

Sebastian climbed on top of her, and, in one quick thrust, buried his cock deep inside of her virginal pussy.  Portia screamed out in pain, it had felt as if she had been torn in two, and with each thrust, the pain increased.  She tried to get away, but Sebastian grabbed her arms and held her down.

"Hold the fuck still. You will take your husband’s cock, and you will enjoy it."

He continued to slam hard into her until he finally came hard. As he pulled out, he was so fucking happy to see her blood on his dick. Damn, just the sight made him hard again, so he grabbed her hips flipped her over and rammed into her again. In this position, he was able to go deep, and it felt fucking great.

"Sebastian, please, stop, you’re hurting me,"  Portia cried.

She had been sobbing the entire time, and did not know if she would be able to remain conscious any longer while enduring the excruciating pain. Her mother told her this was her responsibility, but she did not think this is what she had meant.

Raising his hand back, he came down hard on her ass over and over again. He beat her ass until it was bright red. Coming again in her pussy, he pulled out and hit her ass one more time.  "Remember this, because, the next time you tell me to stop, I will cuff you to the bed and beat you with a whip."

Getting up, he left the room, leaving Portia in a pool of blood and his cum. Tears ran down her face; she had not married a good man. She had married the devil himself. 

 

As the years passed, she had learned how to stay clear of him.  When he began to spend more and more time at his apartment, she had actually been relieved to learn he had taken in a goomah. Most married women would have been upset over the obvious display of adultery, but not Portia. This meant that he would be leaving her alone, something for which she was thankful. 

But, all the years of heartache were worth it to be blessed with the young man sitting across her from her, eating his favorite food.  "How are you this morning?"  She asked.

"Good, can I call Ara now?"  He mumbled through a mouth full of milk and cereal.

 

Portia smiled as she remembered when the announcement had been made that Zachary had another grandchild. This did not surprise her; she was aware of Sebastian’s reputation with other women. What did surprise her was that this other grandchild was the oldest, and, therefore, she would be the next leader of the family. The look on Sebastian's face had been priceless. She had wondered how Kurtus would take this news. He was so much like his father that she rarely saw him anymore. She was curious as to why he did not attend the wedding with the family. Then, to Portia’s surprise, Arabella had been so kind and sweet to Simon when he and Portia were introduced and offered their congratulations. She could tell from her manner, and reception of Simon and herself, that Arabella had a good heart. If she noticed that Simon was different, it was not apparent. She talked with him, not down to him, and was happy to give her phone number to him; she only hoped he wouldn't disturb her too much.  She knew that Simon was extremely excited to discover he had a sister.

 

"Let's wait a little longer, and then you can call."

Simon didn't like it, but his mother always knew best. Finishing his cereal, he got up, placed his bowl in the dishwasher, and grabbed a banana and a cup of coffee. Coming back over to the table, he sat down again to munch down on his banana. 

"Did you get the program done for the Japanese company?"  She was aware that the deadline for their order was fast approaching.

"Yeah, but I think I need to learn Japanese. I mean, how hard can it be?"  Simon shrugged.

Portia smiled, yes, how hard could it be?  Simon had already mastered French, German, Italian, and Mandarin.  "I will make arrangements to make that happen."

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Ara and Kane descended the stairs and walked toward the kitchen. Ara gasped at the sight of the room.  The airiness that she had felt throughout the rooms that she had seen so far were carried into the kitchen. Light oak cabinets lined the walls, while white marble counters flowed under them. There was a large island with the same marble countertop that had lots of storage space, as well as a bookshelf for cookbooks underneath. The floors were a tan travertine stone. Behind the stove was Janetta, humming a tune as she was cooking. She turned and had a huge smile on her face.

"Ara, Kane, good morning," Janetta said. 

Turning back to the stove, she plated the food and took it over to the breakfast nook. 

Kane and Ara sat down, and, as they did, Uriel and Erik walked in.

"Damn, you got some nice digs here,"  Erik boomed.

Kane laughed.  "How is your room?" 

"Fucking great." 

"Okay. The day is going to be a stressful one, so we all need to be on guard. Zachary and Nazario will be there, as well as Roaland and Tony. We will be meeting with the top-level family members on both sides. We have the project plan already laid out, but we know that some members are not going to be agreeable."

"Ara, are you carrying?"  Uriel asked.

"Yes,"  she replied, her cheeks lightly blushing.

Kane whipped his head around eyes wide at his lovely fucking bride, who was carrying a gun. Fuck, that was hot. He had to adjust himself; fuck, he was not going to last all day without some relief. Looking up, he met Ara’s eyes. She had noticed his adjustment with a fucking sexy smile, making him that much harder and more uncomfortable. Looking deeply into her eyes, he mouthed "Later."

Ara nodded as she licked her lips.  Little minx.

After breakfast, they were all in the limo and on their way to the Leone building. They arrived in their office to find that Zachary, Tony, Nazario, and Roaland were already there. 

Zachary walked over to Ara and placed a kiss on each cheek.