Mafia Code Of Silence Novels & Stories

Ax said. “Did you try to use the code of silence, sir?” I was curious about this code. “Yes. I tried. I distanced myself from the mafia back then because I was raising my family, but the code of silence comes with a cost,” he replied, smiling bitterly. “What is it?” I asked Mr. Ax. “My youngest heir and only daughter will be the sole holder of this institution, which is why Helena and I are now connected. Our children have not yet been born; that’s the payment in the underground world system.”

An ‘initiated’ member of the Luciano family, who is one of the five families that make up the New York branch of Cosa Nostra, the Italian Mafia based out of Sicily. The most important part of being a ’man of honour‘ is to uphold the Oath of Omerta, a code of honour, loyalty & silence, that all men take when they are sworn into the mafioso (mafia) & have to oblige by with their life. The oath bounds each man to serve

“We have no exit.” “We don’t need one,” Camilla said. “We need resolve.” Boom. The door shuddered violently. Dust rained from the ceiling. “They’re here,” Sera said, her voice trembling now. “One more minute.” Camilla drew her pistol and took position behind the main table. She glanced at the Five Families. “If you survive tonight, you live by a new code. No more betrayal. No more backroom power plays. We rise together—or we fall alone.”

“An aspect was more encrypted than ever which made me more suspicious and I tried hacking into it but it'll take days, if not months. But from the little I've gotten out of it, there's something called El Sombra, something that involves more than the Ivano family. I couldn't hold back my reaction. I've heard of El Sombra. The shadow. It was one of the two deepest part of the mafia underworld. A frown settled on my lips, as I leaned back into my seat. The top Mafia families were either in the El Sombra group or La Oscuridad or Oscuro. A small smile appeared on my lips as a thought rolled into my head. I didn't want her to know hos significant this was for her own safety so I just looked up at

I dialed a number immediately and after some series of beep connected me to the receiver. «Code?» a computerized voice issued. «Omerperta '' was the Mafia's code of silence. «Logan?» the voice resounded with a bit of uncertainty and surprise. «Yes, Damaris. And I need your help» «Jesus Christ! Logan where have you been?..." The robotic effect was lifted from the voice and the bearer's voice became clear. «Away from the hunt» «What can I do for you Boss? It would be an honor to do something for you, you're a legend, your story never gets old, it never get's away from the lips of the clans. But everything has changed since you left… oh there's a rumour…»

Isabella’s POV It was nice to have dinner with Papa, but of course, as soon as the topic of the DeMarcos came up, there was a huge fight. “I don’t understand in this day and age that you can’t barter for my freedom,” I voiced, crossing my arms. “It’s mafia tradition, Mia Stellina,” Papa replied. “The mafia is very steeped in tradition and values. There is even a mafia council in Italy with strict rules. If you go against the council, you can face severe penalties, including death.”

“But you look terrified, kid. Like you’ve just seen a ghost.” I blinked in confusion, my head spinning with the unexpected news. School? After everything that had happened? I didn’t know whether to feel overwhelming relief or intense suspicion about his motives. “What exactly does that mean for me?” I asked, my voice barely above a nervous whisper. Enzo glanced briefly at Ren, who immediately stepped forward, his face still completely blank. “There are rules you must follow,” Ren said, his voice flat and warning. “One: you do not tell anyone that you were sold to us. If you do, that person will die before they can spread the story.

"This is common in the mafia world, and you will soon get used to it. You are my wife, and you should support me." "My principles are against this; I will not support you in this sin even if I want to." "So stay away from my business, baby." He kissed her on the forehead and wore his coat. "I will meet you in the evening; take care of yourself." With this, he went out of the room, and Eva sat in the corner of the bed. This world is really dark; there are no people here who think like her. Eva's eyes dropped, her gaze falling on the floor as she felt a sense of isolation wash over her. She knew that she didn't fit into this world, where morality was flexible and principles were compromised. S

Dante's POV. Being the capo of the biggest mafia in New york had it's ugly side which i tried to run away from, but fate can only be delayed not denied. Being cold without an ounce of emotion was something every capo of a mafia gang must possess cause it can be a window for weaknesses to be shown. That's why i don't show emotions, hell why i can't afford to be in a relationship. I don't need a woman right now that would be weak and fragile, they are just good distractions nothing more.

" I yelled, my words hanging in the air like a threat. Just then, I saw the Triplet Mafia men walking towards me, their black tuxedos exuding an aura of confidence and elegance. "What's going on?" I asked curiously. One of them spoke, his voice firm. "You have violated our code of conduct. You lied about your address and now you're acting dumb." I shrugged, feigning nonchalance. "Hey... Are you mad about just a simple lie? We lie all the time, don't we? After all, we are mafias!" I said, raising my hands in the air.