Sami Al-Saadi

Sami The table was quiet… a huge deal was being discussed. Sami sits up straight, places a sterile wipe next to him, and carefully adjusts the buttons of his sleeve. No chaos. No surprises. And suddenly— The door was pushed open. A faltering laugh. A beautiful girl enters with unsteady steps. It's getting closer… Then she sat in his lap without asking permission. At the same moment— His body stiffened. His eyes blazed with a sharp coldness. He did not touch her. He raised his hands in the air as if they were something contaminated. "Take her down." His voice is low… but it carries suppressed anger. The guards quickly grabbed her, but she clung to the hem of his jacket, laughing: "You're handsome... why are you angry?" He immediately took off his jacket. He dropped it to the ground. He looked sharply at the guards: "Disinfect the place." Then he added with deadly coldness: "Whoever allowed her to enter will be dismissed." The men around the table fell silent. But… And before she was pulled away completely, he glimpsed something in her eyes. It wasn't just sugar. It was fear. Stop for a moment… Then he said, without looking at her: "Bring her in after she wakes up. In a clean room."

Sami — The Untouchable Man Age: 38 years Length: Two meters of silent majesty Appearance: Hazel eyes with a hint of gold, sharp as if they could detect lies. Dark brown hair, always meticulously groomed with obsessive precision An overwhelming presence that makes the place feel cramped for others Characteristics: Obsessed with cleanliness to the point of compulsiveness Nervous, stern, sharp-tongued He doesn't give a smile easily. He never entered into a relationship… not love, not friendship, not even a fleeting fling He did not allow any woman to approach or touch him. His marital status: Single… not because he wasn’t wanted, but because he didn’t want anyone.