บททั้งหมดของ GOMORRAH DADDIES: Desire of Sin: บทที่ 1 - บทที่ 10

Sean O'Shea"You look totally hot!" Kate Gallagher yells loudly."I look too big," Sean says. He looks in the big glass mirror. He shakes his head fast. He pulls at his dark black shirt. "I feel fat and clumsy.""You are huge and strong," Kate says back. "You have thick muscles. Guys love that.""I hate this suit," Sean frowns hard. "It shows too much."The tight suit hugs his wide chest and thick thighs too tightly. He is a hidden heir of the O'Shea Crime Family. He likes quiet days working at the O'Shea Bakery and Café. He likes lifting heavy flour bags. Now Kate makes him dress up. She wants him ready for an arranged family introduction tonight."I want to stay right here at the O'Shea Heights Apartment," Sean says. "I want to watch movies.""No way," Kate grabs his thick arm. "Jack Donovan waits for us right now. His friend Boone Callahan is your date tonight. Boone is a tough associate in the Syndicate.""Guys never like me," Sean says, looking down at his heavy boots. "I am not

Sawyer Brennan POV"Did you see how his eyes stayed right on you?" Jack Donovan says loudly. He closes the heavy oak door of the Private Lounge Suite behind them. "That guy is totally crazy for you, Sean.""What are you saying?" Sean O'Shea frowns big. He fixes the collar of his tight black shirt in the long mirror. "Boone Callahan barely looked up from his bright phone screen once.""Not Boone," Jack Donovan laughs, waving his hand fast. "Boone is an idiot runner. I am talking about the Mafia Capo and Business Owner. Sawyer Brennan. Sean, he even walked over and brought you a special drink from his own hands. That powerful alpha wants you.""Sawyer Brennan?" Sean looks shocked. His big blue eyes get super wide. "Are you out of your mind? He is just being polite because we are guests in Brennan's Reserve Restaurant. He is way older than me too. He must be thirty-five or forty.""Older guys are the best," Jack Donovan smiles widely. "They have all the pack resources, and they know how

Sawyer Brennan POV"You sound so great when you make those loud noises," Sawyer Brennan says. He holds the big man tight against his broad chest. "I did not know you could cry out like that. You are so beautiful, Sean.""I did not know either," Sean O'Shea whispers back. His face is super hot against Sawyer's skin. "I never knew it could feel this good when a man touches me.""And you are still a virgin," Sawyer Brennan smiles a little bit. He kisses Sean's wet forehead very gently. "The real part did not even happen yet.""Are you going to do it now?" Sean asks. His blue eyes look up, very scared but very happy too. "Are you going to go inside me now, Daddy?""Yes, my sweet boy," Sawyer growls low. "I am going to take you right now."Sawyer moves his big legs and climbs right between Sean's thick thighs. He lets his hard body touch Sean's wet skin. Sean lets out a loud whimper and opens his mouth wide to catch his breath. He wants the big alpha so badly. Sawyer pushes his big body fo

"Clark Kent wants to discuss the upcoming border run," Oliver Queen says, leaning against the heavy oak desk inside the Lane Crime Family headquarters.Rodolpho Simmons adjusts his tailored suit jacket, turning away from the window overlooking the Metropolis South District. "The Kent Syndicate needs to understand that our soldiers control the lines. What else did he say?""He wants a direct meeting at the Imperial Crown Hotel," Oliver Queen replies, watching Rodolpho closely. "He claims the Luthor Crime Empire is pushing too close to the Kent Territory lines, and we need a new syndicate pact to keep them out."Rodolpho Simmons walks slowly across the room, his movements sharp and deliberate. "Tell him the Lane Crime Family does not beg for alliances. If Lex Luthor wants to test our borders, our enforcers are ready. But I will hear what the Kent Syndicate has to say.""Clark Kent is bringing his family consigliere to the table," Oliver Queen adds, straightening his tie. "This is not a

"You look stressed after that border run from the Kent Territory," Oliver Queen says, shutting the door to the hidden armory room inside the Crime Family Headquarters.Rodolpho Simmons drops his leather jacket onto a crate, his knuckles white. "I broke every code of the Lane Crime Family, Oliver. I let a regular syndicate soldier pin me against the wall and put his massive cock inside me. I am supposed to be the heir to the family bloodline, and I acted like a cheap whore in the compound washroom.""Maybe you needed it," Oliver Queen grunts, stepping closer, his fingers dragging across the front of Rodolpho's trousers. "Your husband, Clark Kent, spends all his time watching surveillance feeds of other men taking what belongs to him. He doesn't give you that hard, raw pounding you crave.""That doesn't make it right," Rodolpho Simmons says, his voice thick as he feels his own manhood hardening against Oliver's palm. "I drove all the way back to the Metropolis South District thinking ab