The Billionaire's Kept Woman

  Keira blocked Harvey's way as he only smiled and patted her head. But she didn't let him leave and there's a long silence between them. She crossed her arms and raised her brows. It's quite enough for him to understand her actions. 

"What?" He still asked even though he knew what she wanted to know. 

"What did you tell her? What did you make her do?" She asked in a low angry sound. "You know, Harvey. I can't risk you, Jo. I can't risk you. You know that this is already dangerous." 

"I am doing this to protect you, Keira." 

"She's your sister too!" 

"She's not my blood." He said coldly. "She's a dangerous kid who was adopted by mom because you like her so much. Do you know that she could kill anyone in a snap?" 

"I don't care." Her eyes started getting hot as tears rolled quickly. "She's my sister. I love her. I love you. We are family… and please. Accept her too and not tell her to do stuff ~~" 

"Keira," Harvey scooped her face and wiped her tears. "It's the only way to pull them down. Shut them out… and to keep you and mom safe." 

  Keira let out a frustrated sigh and held his arms. 

"Please, don't do this. You know that they are after her too…" 

"No." He shook his head. "She's the creation of her stupid parents and she's the only way to finish them." 

"What if something bad happened to her?!" 

"No." Harvey shook her head again stubbornly and kissed her forehead. She started sobbing but for Harvey, he doesn't care about anyone but himself and the people he loves. But he must use Johanna even though she's precious to everyone. He couldn't keep killing every assassin who came in and out. He'll get tired of it and the Charles Empire has unlimited assassins around. 

"Harvey, please…" She pouted at him and with that face, he couldn't say no. But he's different now and this is a different matter. 

"I'm sorry, Baby girl." He hugged her and rubbed her back. "I'm sorry." 

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  The moment that Harvey arrived home, the first thing he did was to stay in the living room and sit on the carpet instead of the sofa. He folded his legs and hugged them while staring at the big television screen. They killed twenty assassins in that event. Harvey had enough of killing and mostly, Johanna killed them all in a snap. He never gets wrong about the assassins. Johanna never gets wrong. Between the two of them, Johanna was more powerful. 

  She could learn new techniques by just watching it once. Like in the movie. Although she never had karate before, once she saw the moves from the movies, it'll be easy for her to adapt to them. By thinking about it, her body would move on its own, defend and attack. It was all attack and defend against the natural killing machine, Hannah Grace. For years knowing her, he knew that his father took her in to protect her and because his three-year-old sister begged them to take her in as their family. 

  No one could say no. The only thing that they could do is to change her name and adopt her. They made up that Hannah Grace died. The scientist couple Mr. And Mrs. Baker set up that Hannah Grace died. No one ever broke into their house. No one was a threat to them until lots of unfortunate things started happening. It started when Alessandro fell in love with his sister. Everything went to nothing and he kept it a secret because~~he didn't want Keira and Karmina to be sad. 

"I did the right thing." He mumbled. 

  He heard and felt that light footsteps and his fiancee sat on the sofa, she bent down and hugged him. He leaned to her lap and held her elbow. 

"Babe," She called softly. 

"Yes?" 

"What bothers you?" She kissed his forehead as she slid his hand to his chest and rubbed it. 

"Hmm," he kissed her lips and held her wrist. "My sisters." 

"Your sisters?" She sighed and kissed his nose. 

"I don't know what to do, just to make them happy and safe at the same time." 

  MJ was silent for a while as she continued rubbing his chest. 

"Just do what is right and needed. You are a big man." She said softly. "You know what to do." 

"Yes," He still looked bothered. "But what if I did something bad? I already did something that made my baby sister cry and begged in front of me. I thought that I was immune to those feelings. But it still hit me like crazy." 

"You love her dearly. That's why." She smiled at him. "Like a sister complex." She giggled. 

  Harvey then realized how much Victor flaunted his sister to everyone. How adorable she is and that he missed her. In their circle of friends, few know that his sister died but he kept telling them that she's not dead. Victor isn't crazy. He's right after all. 

"I feel sorry for Victor." He mumbled. 

"So, is there a way to cure him? With that new variant?" 

"I don't know." He rubbed her arm. "But we are working on it." 

"And I haven't seen Violet anywhere?" 

"She's somewhere safe." He mumbled. 

"Alright," She kissed his temple. "I'll massage you. I know it's already morning, but you have to sleep." 

"That's why I love you." 

"I love you…" She kissed him more. 

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  The sun was already up and the first thing that Connor saw was Johanna's beautiful face. Or he should say, Hannah Grace. He just saw the resemblance from Victor. He gently caressed the few strands of her hair from her face and he kissed her lips. It woke her up and she smiled at him. The day must be so beautiful that he saw her smile at him. He kissed her forehead and rubbed her curves. 

"Babe, I don't want to ruin your day…" Connor said. 

"You won't unless you make love to me. Make sure to use a condom." 

"Sure." He kissed her lips. "Warm drink?" He asked. She nodded at him. He quickly put on his boxer shorts and pajamas as he jogged downstairs. He quickly fetched a tray with two hot chocolates that the chef made for them and lots of breakfast. "Thank you, bro. This is the best." 

  The chef that the family hired was also an old friend of Alexander De Alegre and so, they trust him that much as his business was also part of the corporation. Anyway, he went back to Johanna's room and set it up over the bed. She pushed the duvet to show her nude body and she reached the vibrator that they were playing last night. 

"Babe, eat first. Or at least drink some choco." He chuckled and sat beside her as he reached the mug and gave it to her. He brushed off the hair from her neck and kissed it. "You are so beautiful." He whispered as she sipped on the choco and sipped on the water. 

"Let's go!" 

  She exclaimed and attacked him. But he pushed her down and reached his mug. 

"I need some drink." He said and sipped on the hot chocolate. However, Johanna's hand was already caressing his abdominal and crotch. He put away his mug and his hand. Then, he pushed her hand as he quickly but carefully put the tray on the table. 

  Johanna was waiting impatiently as he quickly undressed and reached the foil of the condom. She lay down as Connor did all the things that would please her. It's one way to forget what she did last night. It's very pleasurable and after every orgasm, her stress was relieved. He kissed her forehead after they were done and he threw away the condom. He then cleans up the bed and sets up their breakfast. Connor cuddled her and watched her eat. 

  Just after she's done, he reached her hand and kissed it. 

"Let's get married." He proposed. 

"No." She rejected right away and finished drinking her water. 

"Why not?" 

"I don't want to get married." 

"Okay," he sighed and reached her tummy. "What if you get pregnant?" 

  She stopped and turned her head to him, staring at him blankly. 

"I won't get pregnant. I can't get pregnant. You nearly exploded inside me just for once. I won't get pregnant with that one." 

"But," He reached both of her hands, taking it to his chest. "There were multiple condoms that broke and I came more than twice inside you when you were drunk. I was drunk too and I forgot~~" 

  She pulled her hand and smacked his chest hard and hit him again and again without grunting. Her murderous glare scared him a little but he loved her. He caught her wrists, pinned it down, and kissed her lips. 

"Babe, I'll take care of you. That's what I promised, didn't I?" 

"Fuck you!" She growled at him. "Don't ever touch me again." She slipped off from bed quickly and went to the bathroom. The door slammed and her screaming in frustration echoes. 

  His confession didn't go well. He felt like he had been hit by a wrecking ball. Her behavior was like winter in the middle of summer. But he won't ever let her break it away from him. He loves her and maybe, forcing himself would make her open up to him.