Untouchable Sam Mariano Novels & Stories

This time his tone was painful, and anyone could hear the pain in his voice from anywhere. "And yet I am a bad lawyer?" He scoffed after a moment of silence and looked out of the window. "Sam, I did not mean it that way," Damien let out. Sam looked at him. "I wish you would pull yourself together and forget about the past. Yes, it is painful, but you need to move forward and live a good life." Sam said. Sam had been Damien's longest friend and had refused to leave his life when others left because of how weird he showed himself to be continuously. Sam was the heir and only son to the Levine fortune and the law firm where he practised.

My hand fell on my hand- she cried taking her hand with the other and shouting insults at the man who tried to help her- you are an idiot, Manuel, apart from the fact that she caught you cheating on me, you hit me. Mar, darling- the man helped her up-let me check you, I don't think there is a fracture, and I was not cheating on you, I was reviewing some messages, we must launch the call for new doctors, and they sent it to me, it reminded me when I entered in the service here- Samaniego said lying to his girlfriend, he didn't know the reason why Mar hated Dra. Angeles so much, and the truth was he didn't want to find out.

“I mean… Devien isn’t the one teaching her…” “Samantha!” Nuella snapped, a little too loud, her cheeks now burning. Samantha giggled and rolled her eyes. “Touchy.” They returned to their food. The rest of the meal went down in quiet comfort. Until Ivano broke the silence. “I won’t be coming home tonight. I’ve got a few mafia appointments.” “Me too,” Samantha said, tossing her napkin down. “I want to be in my man’s arms.” Nuella glared at them both. “So what now? I’m going to carry the entire house on my head?”

“Pero nag-” “Subukan mo muna.” Sagot ni Vee. “Baka naman dinaramdam niya ang breakup nila ni Sami. Just be there as a brother for him.” Tumango na lamang ako bilang tugon at ni-unlock ang car door, and opening the door for her. But even so, I was still thinking whether or not to join him. But–a little drink wouldn't hurt, right? -SAMI GONZALES POV-

Said Lev with a shook of his Head. " The Santinos family never allows any stranger into their lives, it's in their rules. Even every members are married except for the underboss, Marco and of course the boss himself. I would have suggested we sent a female to seduce them but I don't think that would work either, Maximo don't flirt around because he is allergy to dirt. He claimed and believe women who sleep around are infectious and disease. On the other case with Marco, he has a fiance already. He is too loyal to maximo and his woman so... " Said Kirill with a shrug of his shoulder.

He hesitated, and finally sat beside her, but he did not touch her. “Thank you.” She sniffed, and took the handkerchief he offered. She cried till she did not have any more tears left. It felt like she was between the devil and the blue sea. One of such seas that had taken Egan away from her. Was it really her destiny to be a Mafia wife? Egan abandoned the organization only for her to marry another Mafia. “You will be deported sometime tonight,” Sam said quietly. “I have known Egan forever. I can’t even remember when we met. I just grew up to see that he was my best friend.” He laughed sadly. “You know how you grow to realize your mother is your mother.”

liam nodded his head as no and said "leave it samuel" samuel sighed and said "how many times I told you to call me sam as I'm like big brother to you" liam said "sorry" sam pulled liam along with him and started applying ointment liam didn't even winced with pain liam asked "what you wants to become when you become big" liam replied "I want to become next mafia king" sam sighed because of his same words sam and Liam raised together since from childhood sam is two years elder than liam where he goes to school but liam will be in training for whole day

He turned to his side, his cold gaze locking onto the source of the noise. The figure was a middle-aged Latino man, wearing a mechanic's uniform. He had a salt-and-pepper beard that hinted at years of experience, and his eyes held a weariness that came from long hours spent fixing various automobiles. The man was of average build but carried himself with an air of confidence that came from mastering the mechanical intricacies of cars. Mace, with his perpetual cold demeanor, wasted no time in rolling down the car window to address the mechanic. Under the moonlight, his expression remained as frigid as ever.

the man said, almost amused, “I didn’t think you’d call again.” Mara tightened her grip on the phone. Samson was not just an ordinary man. In the city’s underground circles, he was known as one of the most dangerous figures operating beneath the surface of legitimate power. A mafia contact, a strategist, someone who never involved himself unless something valuable was on the table. But what made this call worse was what he meant to Mara personally. Months ago, before everything fell apart, Jem and Mara had been part of a police academy investigation team assigned to expose Samson’s network.

She screamed anxiously, tears rolling down her eyes uncontrollably. “The police took him! Sam always made sure no one could touch him. Then How did he get arrested? The liquor and casino business is untouched. They are legal. It's impossible for anyone to find any fault in them. Then how…” Milan’s eyes turned protective. He couldn't let Lisa know the real reason behind Samanvay's arrest. “Lisa…”