Filed to story: Bring It On My Mafia Life Novel (Rhea & Lukas)
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The Caporegime who happened to be no other than Arthur began, “You were baptized when you were a baby, your parents did it. But now, this time, we are going to baptize you.”
The baptism represents the new stage of life that is beginning and as well, implies that the Mafia is taking the place of their family. They would have to give their all to the organization.
When Arthur motions to them, all of them stand to their feet. In the center of the table was a picture of a Saint and upon instructions, all ten of them stretched their finger to their inductee who pricked their finger with a pin and squeezes until the blood comes out.
As soon as that happened, Arthur said, “This blood symbolizes your birth into our Luciano family. You live by the gun and the knife and you die by the gun and the knife.’
The blood from their wounds soaked the picture and as soon as they were done, the picture was transferred into a small incinerator bin and burned.
While it burned, Arthur finished the rest of his words, “If you disobey the rules, as burns this saint, so will burn your soul. You enter alive and you will have to get out dead.”
The recruits responded and the initiation ceremony was finished with a kiss administered to both cheeks of the new Mafiosi. They were welcomed by older members of the gang present and only settled down when Lance, Arthur’s brother stepped out to give the Mafia code.
“Be loyal to members of the organization. Do not interfere with each other’s interests. Do not be an informer – You must never betray any of the secrets of this family.
“Be rational. Be a member of the team. Don’t engage in battle if you can’t win. The directive extends to personal life.
“Be a man of honor. Respect womanhood and your elders. Don’t rock the boat – You must never violate the wife or children of another member.
“Be a stand-up guy. Keep your eyes and ears open and your mouth shut. Don’t sell out. The ‘stand-up guy’ shows courage and ‘heart.’ He does not whine or complain in the face of adversity, including punishment, because ‘If you can’t pay, don’t play.’
“Have class. Be independent. Know your way around the world.
“You must never become involved with narcotics.
“The penalty for breaking these laws is death.”
As soon as he announced that, Lance could see the fear on the faces of the newbies even if they tried to hide it. Well, all except one of them.
Lance stared at the fearless newbie, he looked sturdy and sharp-witted – not to mention handsome. With the right training, he might be able to turn him into a big asset.
So as soon as the ceremony was over and the newbies were socializing, Lance quietly approached him.
He was schmoozing with a fellow newbie and Lance had to admit, the guy’s handsomeness was enough to turn him gay.
Shit! What the hell is he thinking? Get the fuck out of his head.
“A-hem,” Lance had to clear his throat to draw his attention and it worked because the newbie Mafiosi finally turned to him – and he froze.
Slap him.
Lance blinked, was he staring at the god of beauty. Even with the hint of a five o’clock shadow across his strong jaws, it did nothing but emphasize his manliness.
It was until the newbie bowed, “Boss!” That he was able to compose himself.
“Hello,” Lance squeaked and went red in the face immediately. He cleared his voice once more and summoned the deepest tenor he could find in his vocal cord, “What’s your name?”
“Aziz,” He answered humbly.
“Aziz?” Lance mused over it, “The All-powerful? It’s a nice name,”
“Thank you, boss,” Aziz said once more bowing his head.
“Oh no, let’s not be formal,” Lance told him, “Just between the both of us, think of me as a big brother. I grant you the power to call me by my name!” He declared happily.
“Thank you for the big privilege, big brother Lance!” Aziz bowed enthusiastically once again.
He’s really humble, Lance found him cute and amusing. It seems it’s time to take a little brother under his wing.
“Fine, then. In the future, if you have problems, don’t forget to come and meet me. I’ll try and help you to my very best,” Lance liked him. Or maybe he was just charmed.
“Thank you so much, big brother, Lance, you are so magnanimous!” Aziz praised him with his head lowered still and that made Lance’s head swell with pride.
“Hehe,” He laughed, “It’s nothing. See you later,” Lance waved at him as he left.
Nor did he get to see the deadly smirk that crossed Aziz’s face when he lifted his head.
Fools.
Mim Was In Trouble
Victor was avoided like a plague when the others found out he was in a bad mood which wasn’t surprising – he always had erratic mood swings.
“How could she think of me as a pervert!” Victor yelled to no one but himself in his room, burning with fury.
This was the first time he was experiencing such an awkward situation. All of the women he has been with loved and admired him – and ended up in bed with him. This was the first time he was having a cordial relationship with someone from the opposite sex – except his sister – and this was what he got in return? She called him a pervert.
“Pervert? Hah!” Victor huffed irritably. He found that word highly offensive! He didn’t have a twisted sense of morality. How could one single woman think of him that way? She wasn’t even worth his attention!
Yes, it was better with Mimi gone. He didn’t need her anyway, Victor was sure of that. He had been doing fine before she came along and flipped his life upside down. She might as well vanish off the face of the earth, he doesn’t care.
But then, his delicious food…
No! Not even the food can change his mind. He would try to make the food by himself to that taste, and there were the chefs as well. They would surely try to make something as good as Hannah’s food, hopefully.
However, inwardly Victor knew that was all a lie. He had been eating the food made by the chefs all year long and none of them tasted close to Mama Hannah’s delicacies.
It wasn’t that the chef’s cooking wasn’t good but Mama Hannah had an indigenous method of cooking that tasted better and her food smelled like home. He was going to miss that.
…..
Or maybe he could find a way to negotiate a method that ensures his food supply while they – he and Mimi – stay away from each other. Could he buy mama Hannah’s food?
Victor sighed, he knew that was impossible. The woman would probably stop associating with him when he hears what happens between him and her daughter. His luck was bad this time. What was he going to do?
Suddenly, his gaze fell on the food flask Mimi came with earlier and he scoffed. Was this a strategy by Mimi? She intentionally left this here so he could chase after her and make him apologize? Victor could tell how a woman’s mind works having been with numerous of them. That was a cheap trick.