The Mafia's Broker

Dear Readers

This book is a dark Mafia romance, reverse harem story (meaning the girl in the book will be in a relationship with more than one male.) There will be recurring mature themes including explicit sexual content, BDSM, male dominants and different types of kinks. Torture, violence, assault, rape, sexual assault and other types of violence might occur in this book. Consider this your trigger warning. The book contains triggers from start to finish. Hope you enjoy the story.

Emilia

I’m on all fours with George thrusting into my pussy from under me and Gio in my ass, George was sucking on my boobs, fuck this feels like heaven. There are hands everywhere. Antonio and Dante are standing on both sides of me. They are making turns pushing their dicks into my mouth. There is not a hole that is not filled at this stage. Antonio is rough in fucking my mouth, he goes right to the back of my mouth until I gag before he pulls out and Dante takes over. Dante is gentler and likes it when I play with my tongue around his dick. Antonio just wants to fuck my mouth no funny business. When Dante goes deep and make me gag it’s Antonio’s turn again. I could feel my orgasm approaching and it feels like the best orgasm ever I’m not so sure if it’s a good idea to have Antonio or Dante’s dick in my mouth when I cum. I might just bite it off. I started groaning around Antonio’s dick and he moaned, Dante was whispering in my ear what a good girl I am, but somewhere in the distance I hear Miley Cyrus singing about a wrecking ball.

Are we not alone anymore? Is there someone in the house? I was coming closer and closer to my release Dante’s whispering in my ear what’s to push me over, the grunting from George and Gio is making it worse but Miley is getting louder and louder. I want to open my eyes to look at George to see his face when he cumes but as I open my eyes all I see is white ceiling and hearing Miley singing ‘I came in like a wrecking ball’ I was a bit disoriented when I realized Miley was singing on the radio which was my alarm clock and it was just a dream. ‘Oh my God how can I have a dream like that about my biggest clients am I crazy? But jeez it was a good dream. I was still horney as hell, I reached out to the draw where BOB was lying but then I saw the time.’ Shit I’m going to be late there is no time for my Battery-operated boyfriend today, BOB. Shit and my first meeting were with the guys I just dreamed of how on earth am I going to not think about my dream while I’m busy with them. I will have to put my armor on today, which was one of my pant suits. No way to get near my pussy with that on. I quickly took a shower put my long brown hair into stiff bun and did my make up I had this thing I did with my make up that brings out my green eyes even more it distracts most of the men from my sizeable D-Cup boobs.

I’m in a more dominant men’s world being a broker but not a normal broker a broker for the criminals of Miami, Mafia, Cartel and anyone that can effort my services. I learned everything I know from my dad. He unfortunately passed away a few years ago and it was only us, my mom passed away when I was still in school. The only problem with my father was he only worked for one Mafia family. Why do you only want to be with one family when there is so many that can use your help and so much money to be made. I put some of my favorite perfume on Alien from Thierry Mugler and I was ready for the day. I walked to the door and looked back into my apartment making sure everything was neat and on its place. I live in an apartment building in Key Biscayne, when you look out my window all you see is the ocean and when you look down you see different shapes of swimming pools. I love my apartment, it’s big and everything in the apartment is white from my bedding to my couches and dinning room chairs. My kitchen is all white with marble. My apartment was my sanctuary my happy place and I was definitely not thinking of having children one day so white suited me. The Rossi surname will die with me because I was the only child.

I got in the lift and went down to the garage and got in my white Porch Cayenne which I bought with my first paycheck, cash it was the best feeling to buy myself such a big present cash. The guys weren’t that impress with me when they saw what I was driving apparently, it’s not the safest car for what I do. What that meant I don’t know but I love my car and they have no say over me so I didn’t care what they thought I help them with their business and that’s it. I drove to George and Gio’s house, which was my favorite from the guy’s houses. They we’re all living next to each other it was only George and Gio that lived together probable because they were twins. They all lived next to the water there was a small walk way and you where on the dock where their boat was. They don’t stay together but they decided to buy a boat together. Because it was a waste of money to have 3 according to them. Hey each to his own.

I’m not sure about the dynamic of the guys I’ve heard rumors but I’m not the type to judge. And after this morning’s dream, I most certainly can not judge. But maybe it’s because of what I heard about them that I had that dream. Apparently, they always share women, where they get the women to share, I don’t know. But to be honest it can’t be that difficult for them. George and Gio are tall and you have to look twice to set the 2 apart. Both have black hair, olive skin and hazel brown eyes with the neatest beards and they were built like Greek God’s. Antonia and Dante where also build like Greek God’s although they were all Italian. Antonia had dark brown hair, green eyes like mine and he always have a 5 o’clock shadow. Dante on the other hand had dark long hair I just want to push my fingers through his hair every time I see him and blue eyes. I was getting wet just thinking about them but I had a rule never mix business and pleasure especially not in my line of work. Fantasying about them should have to be enough for me. And that is where BOB comes in, I fantasize about them and BOB does the work.