Mafia Code Of Silence Mga Nobela at Kwento

With deliberate movements, he then positioned the burning card onto my bloodied palm, letting the flames dance on the melding elements. "Repeat after me, Vincenzo," he ordered. "May I burn in hell if I betray my friends and family," I vowed. "Now, in this silent code, you promise never to betray the family. Your loyalty is your strength, and silence is your shield. Swear to protect our secrets and uphold the honor of the family." I repeated, "Now, in this silent code, I promise never to betray the family. My loyalty is my strength, and silence is my shield. I swear to protect our secrets and uphold the honor of the family."

I explained, pointing at the toilet tank cover. “You fucking bastard." The same man, who had hit him before, gave him another punch when he tried to explain. “You'll be dealt with by Don, himself” Soon, the man was begging for mercy. One funny rule about the mafia is that they don't show mercy. I majestically walked into the room and went to bed, knowing that he would be killed. As for Davis, he better hurry.

Vito's POV: You have one rule as a member of the Mafia; never break Omerta. They can whatever the fuck they want with you or torture you until blood runs out from your ears, but you do not break Omerta. You bleed in silence, you do not give up your family, you do not say a word about what happens within the organization, and you take the pain like a fucking man.

It was exactly the way our great fathers built it. Only the doors were different, every doors leading to the dungeon had secret codes. And every one who knows the codes are bound by omerta, the code of silence. I watched the old man shivering, his teeths were clashing and gnashing against each other. He looked vulnerable, no one will see this man and believe he is Mateo Enzo Romano. They don't call me the wrecker for nothing. "Who will believe this man has a lot of bloods on his hand? I hate the fact that he is looking so innocent." Giovanni growled, pulling at chains that held his legs.

~Xavier~ Before going into the field, all members of the mafia undergo a series of training. Not only to prepare our body from the brutal reality of this lifestyle and our mental ability to cope with every situation. Omertà is an oath of loyalty and silence. We all swore to die instead of betraying la Famiglia. Zia, however, didn’t receive that amount of training to strengthen her endurance in these circumstances. She doesn’t know a single thing about how the mafia works apart from the basic things I told her - mostly rankings and our businesses - nothing our enemies didn’t know before.

" Gray didn't tell you about the code of silence. The Omertà." " What the hell is that?" " Fuck , Ariel. Once you decide to get involved with the Mafia, you get marked. It's a symbol which means a code of silence , it's called the Omertà." " I don't get it. What's that supposed to mean? I mean how does this concern the situation I'm in right now."

"We needed to kill off his brother because he betrayed the omertà." "He betrayed the what?" I raise a brow. "Omertà is the code of silence and honor that we uphold as members of this organization. Betraying the omertà is one of the most shameful things you can do as a made man," he continues. "And how does one betray this code?" I ask out of curiosity. "By having a big mouth and being a pussy," he smirks. I try to stifle my laughter, "Explain further, please."

"The men behind these gates don't call themselves 'Mafia.' They are the Guardiani del Codice—the Guardians of the Code." He stopped a few feet from the gate and I did the same as a strong scent of Jasmine wafted across my nose. "They live by a doctrine of transparency," he continued, gesturing to the family insignia carved into the stone archway: a scale of justice balanced atop a sheathed sword, encircled by a ring of thorns. "To them, a lie is a capital offense. They don't hide in the shadows; they operate in the light because they believe their authority is more legitimate than the law."

Leonardo paused in his speech. He accessed my facial expression before going on. "It is an oath of secrecy taken, swearing not to divulge the activities of the mafia to law enforcement agencies. You won't be allowed to have unmonitored phone calls, e-mails or texts as every thing will now be monitored by the mafia. You also can't go on unsupervised trips or vacations. All your movements will be monitored and track. You shouldn't be seen with the police either. You will have to be branded as belonging to the Mafia. And the punishment if you don't sign or break any of the rules is...death"

His lips quivered, his eyes dodging mine. "That... that was an accident... I already made her... handle it. The child is gone. For you, I don't want that child." As soon as the sentence dropped, the whole hall exploded. In the Mafia's code, children are sacred. To murder one's own bloodline for a woman is an unforgivable taboo. Several of the older Family advisors changed their expressions on the spot. A female accountant next to me slammed the table and stood up, pointing at his nose and cursing in Italian: