CLAIMED- By Romano Brothers.

19. John doe

Hey author here 🌝
I have something to tell you guys. In this chapter I have written something like this for the first time.

There's a b×b scene and I don't want anyone to criticize anything here. I'm not against gay people and gay couple. I support them. And I actually find them adorable. So much that I wanted my important character to be gay. So...all I wanted to say is... Whoever are homophobic here, they can exit this instance. 👣➡️🚪

And for those who stick by my side, I have something to tell you in the last ❤️

A/n : Here, normal 'he' , ' him' 'his' refers to everything about Sandro. And if they are in italics like 'he', ' him' ,' his' refers every things about the stranger. Please note it. It was hard writing b×b in third person. I got confused so much 🥴😵

I'm nervous ⊙﹏⊙

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Slumping on the couch in the private room of the exquisite club, Sandro groaned in pleasure.

The stripper was doing a great job in sucking his cock.

Sure she knows how to suck a cock. He rolled his eyes. He was fucking frustated with the work.

Being in mafia was fucking exhausting let alone being the Second in Command of the powerful Mafia was yet another thing. But he couldn't picture himself doing anything other than this. Ever.

He craved power and dominance and he had it all. Sandro Antonio was the closest and only friend of the trio. He was elder than them by four years.

He can die for them and he can kill anyone without a second thought for them. He is like a loyal, vicious human weapon for the Romanos.

Currently he was sent out of the state for a work and that involved drilling holes in bunch of fuckers. He was drained so he was here.

In one of their club getting head by a blondie who knows what she was doing, yet he wasn't content.

His head fell back in pleasure that hot mouth of hers giving him. That was when he saw a guy entering into the club.

Nothing excited him more than that guy in disheveled state yet he looked alluring to him. He was into men from as long as he could remember but he presume no harm having pleasure from women now and then.

That guy was sure something as no one excited him this much these days. He felt an instant attraction towards this man, who looked as he's in early 20s. He was quite handsome.

" Get the fuck out. " He pushed the blondie away and zipped his pants, ready to lure his new conquest for night.

He waited, observing the every move that guy made. He was ordering drinks after drinks and by now he was totally drunk. Sandro made his way towards him seeing the perfect timing.

Standing close to him, Sandro felt something different, like he felt this pull towards him like never before. He stood there just staring at him for a few minutes.

" What are youuu staringg att? Huh? " The ocean colour of his eyes, dilated, as his words slurred, may be due to the amount of alcohol in his system.

" Your face. You have a pretty face love, wanna fuck? " As soon as Sandro asked, the guy squirmed in his place, pink hue coating his pale cheeks.