Mafia Code Of Silence Novels & Stories

Maybe I can make them understand that involving the cops would make them witnesses and witnesses in mafia cases never live to tell the tale. “It’s called the Omertà…,” the evil bastard says and goes on to highlight my title as the mafia princess. I clearly saw him and his cousin head towards the door when I gave the instruction for everyone to leave, but he had to return and kick me when I am down. I am worried about his statement because I know that it took a lot for Ethan to get his family to accept me because of that very title. I also don’t need my future in-laws knowing too much about omertà, the ultimate code of silence that rules the mafia world. The less they know about this world, t

“Start prepping. I want you two to begin right away.” ____________ Damian I hang up the phone without saying goodbye. Fucking hell. Mario just questioned my loyalty to the Familia. Like I needed the reminder. Familia comes first. I know that. I’ve always known that. When I made the vows. I didn’t just recite them; I have bled for them. Omertà - The code of silence. No matter the cost, we protect the secrets. We die with them. Secrecy - What happens in the Familia stays locked behind blood and fire. No one outside hears a word.

“Let me rephrase that, are you into illegal dealings?” Niko pulls my body flush to him, my bare back rests against his warm chest, his fingers smoothing my hair behind me to bare my shoulder to his lips as it lowers to my shoulder. Scenarios ran through my head, in movies they always portrayed the mafia as a violent illicit world, lawless men and women, committing all sorts of crimes imaginable, trafficking substances, women, and children. And while ours can be quite violent, the lifestyle and traditions are somewhat old-fashioned, and outdated and can come off as strange to outsiders. I never imagined it would have some truth to it.

“In a way, yes. He’s different. Yes, in his previous life, he’d hurt a lot of people, but if he gave you his word, he would walk on thin ice and would slay a dragon for you to make it happen. A mafia is bound by the code, Omertà.” Olive asked him. “What’s that?” “It’s an oath,” Lynx replied. “Their code of honor and silence not to betray or sell anyone in the mafia to authorities or their rivals. That’s why I trust Terzo.” “He’s kinda cool,” Tara said softly. I groaned and squeezed her. “I still can’t believe Olive and you have stayed under one roof without ending up throwing things at each other.” “I think she’s just trying to protect you from someone like me, and she has every reason to ha

Strangely enough, a jolt of excitement ran through me as he continued to look at me with his serious eyes. “Am I not already a part of this world? Look who my father is.” I asked, confused how all this worked. Although they kept me in the dark, news about me had already spread. “No.” He let me go as he shook his head, and we started walking again, waiting for him to elaborate. “Your father might be a mob boss, but that doesn’t mean you’re a part of it just because you’re his daughter. You have to take an oath.” “Omertá.” I blurted, remembering I had read about it. It was a code of silence and a code of honor. Break it and you wouldn’t live to see the next hour. “Honestly, I thought it was ma

"I'm sure if you know a little about the events that happened about 15 years ago, right? Now come with me and tell me everything you know because I need your witness to get some support so I can free my land from the clutches of that shameless man.” “No, I don’t know anything, you better kill me because I will never say anything like what you expect because no matter what if silence is the best thing than me having to betray my master.” Nicolas smiled wryly he had indeed guessed this would happen because no matter what a mafia is a very loyal person compared to if he seeks his own safety with a traitor then it is better for them to die and that is something that has become an oath that they

With his degenerate son, who is about to be sworn into the family. Matteo knows he has to take the oath of Omertà; the code of silence their father told them about. Only then will he be a part of Cosa Nostra. He looked it up this week. He has to swear loyalty to the organization; swear that he won't talk to any authorities, the government, or any outsider about anything, as of today. They're supposed to be merely people who owe them favors. Those who don't owe them favors are irrelevant, and those who don't qualify as irrelevant are enemies.

The last thing I wanted was Sofia walking up to Bennett and yelling at his face that he was a Mafia capo. Would he kill her? Yes, he would. He didn't joke with his family's safety. "Remember the code of silence?" I begged. "Omega? Omata?" "Omerta." I corrected and she frowned. "Isn't it the same thing." "You have to understand that this isn't a joke Sofia, people die. They are dangerous and these people..they don't laugh. They are killers,you mess with them and you're dead. This isn't a fairytale or a sweet Romcom Sofia." I said.

"You know I am the leader of the Italian mafia. You know what I do. Now I'll need you to keep it a secret" "Ofcourse I'll"Nicole replied immedately. She felt relieved knowing it had nothing to do with his confession of his feelings towards her. Raphael opened the storage compartment box in his car and brought out some stapled documents with a pen. "I'll need you to sign this contract of Òmerta"he said to her. "What is this?" "It's a contract of riservatezza. Which means a contract of confidentiality. It means it's a code of silence among the mafia about divulging our activities to the police or other law enforcement agencies. Go through the contract ok"

I couldn't count how many times I'd had to run for my life while dragging Giorgia with me. She had developed the phrase for every time we needed to run. Giorgia. I took a sip of my whiskey, allowing the taste to linger on my tongue before I responded. "Tell me, Luca, what do you think about betrayal?" Luca's face grew serious, his eyes narrowing as he contemplated my question. "Betrayal," he spoke, his voice laced with conviction, "is the ultimate sin according to our mafia laws. It breaks the bond of trust we have and it's an act that cannot be forgiven."