United with the Family by Cherie Benjamin (most read book in the world .TXT) 📕

Ara, on the other hand, hadn’t chosen an outfit yet, but was simply enjoying perusing the new wardrobe that Kane had purchased for her.  Dressing up had never been on the top of Ara’s list of fun things to do, but now she had a closet full of outfits to select from. Every item was stylish, yet flattering to her body’s curves, with a hint of sexiness.  She was dying to surprise Katrina with her outfit, showing her that she could be stylish without having to lean on her for assistance. Ara chose the Jitrois leather sleeveless dress. It was very form fitting made of butter-soft leather, halterneck, and ribbed top.  When Kane had seen it on her, he demanded for her to get it because, as he put it, "YOU LOOK FUCKING HOT!" Of course the price of the dress nearly gave her a heart attack, but Kane just scoffed it off; apparently $6,750 was a reasonable price for quality apparel in his world.  The shoes that she purchased for the dress were a pair of Gianvito Rossi Apulia ankle strap high heel sandal. They were made of smooth black suede with a clear vamp and silver pointed silver toe.

Ara decided to pull her hair up into a high ponytail and do a smoky eye effect with blood red lipstick.  When she walked out of the bathroom, she found Kane sitting in the same chair that he had fallen asleep in last night, looking good enough to eat.  Damn, why were they having company.

"Fuck, Mrs. Leone, you look too damn sexy to share."  Kane moaned.

"I'm not Mrs. Leone yet, kind sir."  She responded with flushed cheeks.

"To me, you are, and always will be.  Which reminds me, I need to schedule a meeting with Iezekiel tomorrow and revise my will."

"Revise your will?  Why?" Ara questioned.

"Baby, after the close call we with Waylon yesterday, I realized that I hadn't made plans in the event that something happened to me.  I want to take care of you, always, and I don’t want you to ever have to worry about money."

Ara walked over to Kane and wrapped her arms around him tightly.  "Please don't say things like that. It causes my heart to ache. I don't think I could live without you."

"Believe me, I don't want to leave you, baby, but I want to take care of you always,” he whispered.

"Promise me, Kane, promise me that you will always fight to stay with me."  Ara cried.

"With everything I have, I promise, Sweetheart."  He vowed.

"Good."  Ara would hold him to that promise, and put those morbid thoughts away.

"Come, let's go down, and get ready for our guests."  Kane said, kissing her on the top of head and taking her hand.

When they arrived downstairs, they found that Janetta had already set the dining room table, and from the aromas wafting in from the kitchen, dinner was ready.  Just then, the doorbell rang, announcing that Uriel and Katrina had arrived. Kane checked the state of the art security monitor by the door to confirm that it was Uriel and Katrina, then unlocked and opened the door.  As soon as the door was opened, he was attacked by Katrina.

"How fucking dare you beat him up.  I don't fucking care who you are, look at what you did to him, you asshole.  I have a right mind to shoot you in the nuts for causing him so much pain." Katrina seethed.

Ara couldn't believe what she was hearing; there was no way in hell, Katrina or not, that anyone was going to threaten her man.  She quickly came around Kane and grabbed Katrina by the arm, pulling it hard and dragging her away from Kane. "Katrina, have you lost your fucking mind?  Kane had every right to do what he did. Uriel’s main duty is his responsibility to cover all the bases, and cover Kane’s back at all times, and, lately, he has dropped the ball more than once.  So you need to shut your mouth and never, and I mean never, threaten Kane again or you will have to deal with me." Ara stated with a tone of finality that even caused Kane and Uriel to slightly quiver in their shoes.

Katrina eyes grew wide, and her jaw dropped.  She was stunned in disbelief that this commanding woman in front of her was once her sweet and timid friend, Ara.  What had happened in the past week?

"Have I made myself clear, Katrina?"  Ara gritted through teeth, raising one of her eyebrows.

"Yes."  Katrina whispered.

"Good, now come in so we can enjoy the rest of our evening."

Kane was so fucking proud of Ara.  She had stood up for him to her best friend and even fucking threatened her with harm.  Fuck, she was going to be one bad ass little Donna, and a dauntless protector of the family.  Everyone was going to worship the ground that she walked on, because she was going to be the ideal Donna.

Uriel walked in, looking ashamed at what had just transpired.  He had thought Katrina had gotten over it before they left home, but he now knew she hadn't.  As soon as Katrina and Ara were out of hearing, he looked over to Kane. "I am sorry about that.  I told her that it was my fault, but she wouldn't let it go. I promise to talk to her again about it when we get home."

"See that you do.  I don't want her undermining my decisions, or influencing your actions."  Kane said, looking dead in Uriel's eyes. "Get control of her, and do it quickly."

"Yes, sir."  Uriel responded.

"Alright, enough about that, let's go find our ladies."

Thankfully, Ara and Katrina had made up, and the rest of the evening was spent laughing and talking about the wedding.  Katrina did eventually apologize to Kane for her behavior, and he accepted. The conversation turned to the upcoming Munch party, and they decided Katrina would come over and get ready with Ara.  Kane knew that, with this being her first Munch party and the first time being seen in public in a Dominant/submissive relationship, Ara would be nervous. Since Katrina was experienced in the community for several years, she could help Ara with any questions she might have.  Ara also wanted to call Brook to see if she also would like to come over, making it a girls’ night. As the saying goes, the more the merrier.

"Has Kane selected your outfit yet?"  Katrina asked, knowing that the Dominant would be the only one to pick out what his submissive would wear out in public to this type of event.  Master Uriel had already chosen a beautiful pink corset that had a pink sheer dress attached with embroidered pink flowers for her, and her mask was pink with white feathers.  Master Uriel was going to wear all black, complete with a black satin mask. Just thinking about him and the upcoming Munch Party made her become very aroused.

Kane shook his head no.  He knew an outfit that he thought Ara would look fucking spectacular in, but the problem was her tits and pussy would be clearly on display, and that was something he was struggling with.  With his other submissives, he never minded them showing off their assets, but Ara wasn't just his submissive, she was his future wife and the future co-leader of the family. Since a large group of the family was part of the community, he wasn’t willing to put her on display for all to see.  Her submission was nothing to be ashamed about, because it was a beautiful gift, but her being nearly naked publicly was almost too much for Kane to handle.

"I’m still thinking about it, but I will make sure that she has her outfit in time to be ready."  Kane explained. "Uriel, why don't we let the girls have some alone time to talk about us behind our backs, while we go have a whiskey and cigar?"

"Sure, sounds great."  Uriel was all too willing to avoid further talk of outfits.

Ara and Katrina got up from the table and headed to the living room to talk about the wedding.  Ara informed Katrina that she wanted her as her maid of honor, Brook, and Jane as bridesmaids, along with Kane's cousins, Becky and Elizabeth.  Ara was sticking to the outline of a traditional Italian wedding as close as possible. They decided to get to with Rosa and start shopping for Ara's gown, which, as every woman knows, is the most important part of the wedding.  However, as they talked about the wedding, Ara's mind was swirling with thoughts of the ceremony where she and Kane would be crowned the next leaders of the family. She didn't know what to expect, but she was sure that Nazario and Zachary would inform them of all details.  However, she knew that she couldn't discuss anything about that ceremony to Katrina, because, even though she was her best friend, she still was not a part of the family.

Meanwhile, Kane and Uriel had retired to his office for that drink and cigar.

Picking up the bottle of Jameson reminded him of his friend Sean O'Leary, Don of the Irish mafia in Boston, who gave him the bottle as a birthday present last year.  He had met Sean at one of the meetings he attended with his and Sean's father. Yes, they may be in the same business, and, traditionally, would normally be rival families, however that was not the case.  The O'Leary family maintained their business on the east coast, while the Leones claimed the west coast. It was little known that the Leones had helped the O'Leary family with a situation a few years back.  Sean's sister came to UW to go to school and one evening, while she was at a party, a bunch of frat boys grabbed her and dragged her into a back room where they proceeded to beat and rape her.

Her bodyguard had been tricked into leaving, and when he finally realized what had happened, he rushed back to find her unconscious and bleeding.  He called Sean, who was livid and needed someone to assist immediately. He knew of the Leone family’s integrity, and called Kane. Kane had just finished a scene with his submissive at the time, and was relaxing when he got the call. He quickly jumped up and headed to Sean’s sister and her bodyguard.  The sight of little Maggie almost made him throw up, but he used the rage that coursed through his body for a better purpose. He turned on the charm and was quickly told by a group of girls, who they had seen with Maggie and where they could be found. Kane called in reinforcements and soon the boys were bound and gagged in the warehouse, where Kane’s men took turns beating and raping them with a broomstick.  The boys cried and begged to be let go, but Kane just sneered at them. He was biding time until Sean arrived, because he had the right to finish off the fuckers. When the boys passed out in pain, Uriel injected them with cocaine to wake them up and then continued the torture. Muffled screams echoed off the warehouse walls as Kane pulled off each one of their fingernails, and then nailed their cocks to the chairs they were strapped to.  When Sean and his men arrived, he was happy to see that Kane had been having a good time with the assholes.

The pain they felt was nothing to the pain that his sweet sister had to endure and had to live with for the rest of her life.  Pulling out the knife that, ironically, Kane had given him when he took over his family, Sean walked over and, without a word, cut each one of the boys’ cocks off and threw them on the floor, and then, without a second thought, pulled his gun and shot each one