Man O Salwa Novels & Stories

If Dante had really looked hard enough, he would have found him sooner. He let go of Luca's chin and pulled him against his chest instead. Luca didn't fight, but his body stayed stiff and unyielding. He felt too light, too breakable. Like he might shatter if Dante held him too tight. A man in a suit appeared in the doorway holding a leather folder. "Your papers, Mr. Salvatore." Dante took them without looking, keeping one arm around Luca. Inside the folder were documents stamped with official seals. Ownership papers. They listed Luca like he was a piece of art or a car. Age, physical description, acquisition price. At the bottom was a line for Dante's signature.

His voice was low and gentle. "Ms. Bianchi, I heard from my business partner that you need help." He arranged everything methodically, unlike Marco, who always made me fight for everything desperately. Only later did I learn that this man was the newly risen mafia Don, Leon Costa. Unfortunately, although the surgery succeeded, Mom still died. "I'm very sorry, but Sofia didn't make it through. I've already dealt with the negligent staff." He held me as I cried until I couldn't breathe, comforting me by saying that my kidney could accompany Mom in eternal rest, and she would be comforted in heaven. Only then did my busy fiance remember me and call back.

turned legs to jelly. The man spun around to run away but Salvador was faster. He held the man's shoulder and pulled him backwards until he staggered to the ground. He closed in on the man and bent with a knee touching the ground. “Please…I was ordered…It was an order.” The man said and Salvador's movements paused. “By who?” He asked. “The black serpent cartel…they made us do it…” The man revealed, desperately trying to keep his life.

she wanted to show to srinithi and viola so agreed he shared it to her then he understood it's a girl he asked "are you a girl" salomi nodded her head and removed teddy head dhiren seen a cute girl he said "I thought you're a boy" salomi said "nahh I'm a girl" he said "yeah cute girl im dhiren" salomi said "I'm salomi aka sals" he smiled finally when lift stopped salomi went and changed her dress to uniform she sent pictures to viola and srinithi

MARCELLA’S POV I turned abruptly towards to door, my heart beating loudly in my chest. ‘No. Theres no way, that cant be…’ I thought. My hands trembled and my palms became sweaty, I took a step back as the man got closer. “Hello! Wifey” Salvador said with a broad annoying smile. I was absolutely dumbfounded, fear stricken and in shock. I couldn’t decide my next words and Salvador was already at the table directly in front of me. He stood tall like a god that commands worship, his intimidating eyes pierced straight through mine. The smirk on his face left me totally confused, Was he angry? Was he pretending to be happy to meet me? What were his plans?

the man added. Salvador slowly glanced back, his cold gaze that fell on me sent chills rushing through my veins. He turned and looked at the man, his hand gripping the axe. “Let’s end it then,” he muttered and took a step back. The sinister smirk on the man’s face fell, and he scoffed loudly, then turned towards the men behind him and nodded his head. My heart leaped as the men surrounding him rushed towards him with raised axes and loud grunts. Salvador grabbed the first man and flipped him around, sending his ass to one of the cars.

“We need him alive.” “I’ll try my best.” Sal grunted as he bent over the man. He was still in pain from his injuries, but he was a tough man. His switchblade caressed the man’s cheek lovingly, leaving a fine blood trail behind. The big man’s face contorted, and beads of sweat formed on his forehead, despite it being cold. “You hurt the woman I love.” Sal hissed in his ear. “I want to cut off your balls, you don’t need them.” The blade moved lower, over the man’s chest towards his abdomen. He squealed like a pig.

This time, it was his turn. So, I ignored the persistent buzz of my phone and enjoyed the delicious meal. In the corner, Murray fumed. His intense stare felt like it could pierce right through me. Just then, Anthony raised his glass and looked at me. “The recent news about the marriage alliance between our organization and the Summit family has captured the city’s attention. “The Summit family has long been our most trusted and loyal partners. Our entire family attaches the greatest importance to this union. “I made a special trip back home to personally oversee the finalization of the wedding plans. With everyone here, we can share ideas and suggestions—”

Salvador Silver Mendoza. I am Salvador, Don of Maython city. There is no one born of this earth that doesn’t know my name. I've got three brothers and we are collectively known as the Mendoza brothers. Our name spans across the globe—from the furthest of planets to the earth. Together, we control multibillion-dollar stocks, global corporations, oil rigs and the fucking government. At the ripe age of eighteen, I began a few of these ventures after watching my father, the former Don, shape the pillars of this city.

"And a meat muppet? What a night." The redhead walks over the petrified man like traveling over a large heap of trash. She sets down the weapon on the desk and looks inward through the bag, eyes wandering through the contents. Soon enough, her eyes gleam down on the wooden floor, and see the Wildland scroll. A scoff surface then a right dominant hand renders downward, picking it up and placing the parchment back from once it came. That ringing voice curves through her narrow throat once more. "Aye. Would be after that if I were some streetwalkers looking to make a coin. Speaking of the coin..." Salavanta pulls out the chair. Located under the desk is her set of clothes. She grabs a pair of o