Yearning For The Badboy Mafia’s Love

The initation ceremony already started and that was when Rowan realized he wasn’t really the only recruit , they’re up to seven more new members who are interested in joining the Mafia world.

Rowan hadn’t expected to meet so much people, some of this people are ones he had never meet before but they all seem to know him.

While, they should. He’s the third son of a Sicilian Mafia boss.Text © by N0ve/lDrama.Org.

Rowan sit down at the table. There is wine. Someone put a gun and a knife in front of him.

The gun was a 38 and the knife was what they call a dagger. His father, John Gotti, motions them up and they say some words in Italian.

Then Gravona pricks his finger with a pin and squeezes until the blood comes out.

What then happens, Mr John Gotti says,

‘This blood means that we are now one Family. You live by the gun and the knife and you die by the gun and the knife.’

“You were baptized when you were a baby, your parents did it. But now, this time, we gonna baptize you.” Gravono said after a minute of silence.

Rowan specifically had his trigger finger pricked-which affirms that there is symbolism in the gesture.

After this, a compadre/buddy was chosen for him.

When Rowan’s finger was pricked, the blood was transferred to a picture of a saint, which was then burned. Rowan was then given an order to swore that if he disobeyed the rules,

“My flesh would burn like this saint. As burns this saint, so will burn my soul. I enter alive and I will have to get out dead.” Rowan quoted as told.

The First stage ceremony is finished with a kiss administered to both cheeks of the new mafiosi.

Rowan walk up to his father as he pulled out a heavy book and opened the third page of it.

John Gotti, without exchanging any form of eye contact with his son, he started reading out some few rules to him.

“Be loyal to members of the organization. Do not interfere with each other’s interest. Do not be an informer. …”

“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. …”

“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 betray any of the secrets of this Cosa Nostra. You must never violate the wife or children of another member. You must never become involved with narcotics.”

“You do not mess around with sisters, wives, or girlfriends, unless you have “honorable” intentions.”

Rowan was also told to “be silent, not to look at other men’s wives or women, not to steal and especially, at all times when he was called, he had to rush, leaving whatever he was doing.”

The penalty for breaking these laws was death.

“It’s no hope, no Jesus, no Madonna, nobody can help us if we ever give up this secret to anybody, any kinds of friends of mine, let’s say. This thing cannot be exposed.”

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Rowan approaches Chase after the initation ceremony, Chase smiled at him when he saw hm approaching him.

Chase haven’t see Waylen since the initation ceremony started.

“Hey…” Rowan said and Chase smirk at him raising a the cup of glass towards him for a toast.

“How do you feel?” Chase asked him.

“Tired, I think I’ll be needing lot of rest. I have many task ahead of me. Have you see big brother Waylen?” Rowan asked looking around, Chase shakes his hand negatively.

They were both taken aback with they heard someone cleared his throat behind them.

“Long time no see Nephews!,”

Chase recognized the voice immediately, he turned to see his Uncle , Edward Gotti, who had disappeared for almost twenty years and had never been seen.

“What are you doing here?” Chase asked, not sure the best way to react.

“That’s not the best way to welcome your uncle after a long time. Where’s your father?”

CALISTA RAYMONDS

Chase had asked me not to wait up for him and it’s not like I do really wait for him.

I don’t care if he come back home or if he don’t, he’s a grown up man and should be able to take good care of himself.

But I couldn’t sleep as I keep switching sides on the bed but sleep seems to be far away from me.

I drank the water in my cup and stare at the time, it’s almost 3 a. m in the morning. He could’ve just said that he won’t be back at all other than saying he will be back late.

I was about heading back upstairs when I heard the sound of a car outside, I already know it’s Chase’s.

Without delaying, I climbed the stairs and head to my room.

He shouldn’t see me standing there awake I stead of being asleep or he’d imagine I’m waiting for him.

I heard the door of his room open and shut and then there was silence. Walking out of my room again, I stopped at his and slowly place my ear of the door.

“I don’t know why he suddenly showed up but you keep a close eyes on him Gray. He’s crazy” I heard him said and that tells he’s on call.

“Okay, if there’s nothing else I’ll let go now. Ensure Rowan get home safely, he’s drunk” he added.

I was still placing my head on the door when the door suddenly opened unexpectedly… My body lost balance as I fall forward on Chase’s body.

My hand placed on his chest. I gasped and bite my lower lips.

“What do you think you’re doing?” His deep voice almost made me lose balance.

I slowly removed my hand from his chest and without a word, I rushed back to my room wondering to my self what just happened.

Am I dreaming or am I sleepwalking?