The Mafia's Broker Novels & Stories

*** “Handling a supply as large as the one you’ll be getting any moment from now means you’ll have to act as an intermediary between two parties—the supplier and the buyer when it comes to the settlement of making transactions or financial business in general. Intermediaries are known to offer their clients several advantages, such as security, access to and management of assets, and liquidity. And you, Angelo—you can’t guarantee your buyers these advantages but the supplier doesn’t know this yet, but he will find out eventually, except you have a backup plan which I’m sure you do.” “I will not have you come into my home and disrespect me. Neither you nor anyone in your mafia know anything a

She’d done just that. “The shipment.” I started slowly and leaned back against the edge of my desk. When I need to focus on the mafia, she has to be at the far back of my head or things would go south quick. “The Brotherhood wants absolute confirmation that everything is still on track. The Russians are already wary. If we fuck up this deal they’ll pull back.” Matteo, the older of the two guards said as he stepped forward first. “That won’t happen.” I tilted my head to the side with absolute ease. Theu won’t be pulling out. Not with everything I’ve got on their heads anyways

Serena's POV "What are you not telling me? I demanded. Gabriel chuckled nervously and stood up. "I just don't want you to get yourself in trouble. Adrian is the head of the Mafia family in Sicily which means he's a very dangerous man. He's got eyes everywhere and will not be happy to find you looking in his business. So I don't think you should keep sniffing around." He explained. I exhaled in frustration. "But if he knows something about my father's death, then I want to know it too." I protested.

I scowled, dismissing her. Ever since my dad lost his life to the Miccaso Mafia, my mom wouldn't stop being overprotective of me. Taking everything too seriously as she tried to protect my father's legacy. She wanted me to avenge my father's death at all costs, but we couldn't do it alone. We needed to merge business with the Cassano mafia—the greatest mafia family in Italy. But they wanted a bride for me, according to their legacy. They believed in true love, unlike me.

His gaze flickered to Gunnar, then to the smaller hunter, who looked ready to crack under the weight of the pressure building in the room. "Talk," Gunnar said, his voice sharp and uncompromising. "Or Dax gets his way." And finally, the smaller hunter broke. His voice was shaky, barely above a whisper, but the words rang loud and clear. "The Broker," he rasped. "We... we work for the Broker." The taller hunter’s head whipped toward his partner, his shock and fury evident. "Idiot!" he spat, but it was too late.

“Catherine.” “I’m just nervous. I don’t feel like meeting some other mafia boss or anyone else in that line of work.” I sigh as I keep my gaze on the trees far off in the distance. “Everyone will love you. I’ve heard that Marissa is a sweet woman.” I purse my lips. Any woman that is married to a mafia boss has to be some sort of special case. “Catherine.” His voice is stern and I turn to look at him. “You better behave while we are there. Remember your place.”

Turns out Bruno is currently in Russia taking care of business as Mr Vince explains . “ I’m the mafia “ once more his words echoed through my head. Bruno said he’s the mafia . I’m not supposed to feel this way towards him . For starters he's my stepbrother . He is also associated with the mafia . Bruno is like a forbidden fruit which I am not supposed to taste . But after having a taste of this forbidden fruit . I anticipate more .

But even Michael was so confused. "Mr. Broderick, can you take miss inside?" The tall mafia boss asked. He was so angry that he can't wait to devour the burly men kneeling down before him but he didn't want Amy to see the violent scenes. "Alright," Broderick said simply and walked away with Amy. Once Amy and Broderick got back inside the room, Amy asked in confusion," Mr. Broderick, what's going on there?" Broderick shrugged and sat," I may not be the most powerful man in NorthHill anymore but I've still got connections," Broderick said simply.

"Did you really think you could find me? I've been right here the whole time." Damian's gun hand trembled—with rage or shock, I couldn't tell. "You," he breathed. "It's been you all along." The Broker smiled. "Surprised? You shouldn't be. I've been cleaning up the criminal underworld for years. Consolidating power. Eliminating those who refuse to cooperate." Their eyes shifted to me. "Like Matteo Romano. He was stubborn. Refused to see reason. Such a waste." White-hot rage flooded through me. "You killed my brother."

"Ms. Manuela Iriz Ibañez, do you take Mr. Uno Juaquin Urquio to be your lawfully wedded husband, for better or for worse, in sickness and in health, until death do you part?" The priest's words hung heavy, a prelude to a life irrevocably altered. Manuela, her heart a captive bird, knew this wasn't a choice, but a desperate gamble for her brother's freedom. A chilling bargain struck with the enigmatic Uno Juaquin Urquio, a mafia boss whose icy gaze held both danger and a strange, intoxicating allure.