All Chapters of The Underboss's Kingdom : Chapter 101 - Chapter 110

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Chapter 101 Matteo/Salvatore

Wolf and his men were already waiting when I pulled up, engines off, lights killed, the street dead quiet except for the distant hum of highway traffic. The night air was cold enough to bite, but adrenaline kept my blood warm. Wolf stepped forward, helmet under his arm. “Inside man says Juan’s still out cold. Doctor gave him the dose we asked for.”“Good,” I said. “But we still have unknowns.”Roc’s voice echoed in my head — don’t underestimate a cornered animal.Juan was more than cornered. He was unraveling.Wolf jerked his chin toward the motel. “There could still be loyal men walking the yard. Inside man said some stayed behind.”“Then we treat this like a live extraction,” I said. “No assumptions. No mistakes.”I turned to Wolf’s men, all armed, all alert, all waiting for my word.“Send scouts,” I ordered. “I want eyes on every inch of that property before we move.”They nodded and slipped into the shadows, disappearing down the block. The waiting was the worst part. Twenty minut

Chapter 102 Salvatore/Juan

Sara and I headed down into the basement, the concrete steps cool beneath our feet, the air thick with that familiar mix of bleach, metal, and cold stone. The interrogation room was almost ready, restraints checked, chair bolted, cameras on standby. We were just finishing the last details before Matteo arrived with Juan. As we walked past the row of reinforced doors, a soft voice drifted out from one of the cells.“Salvatore…?” Letta. Of course. I stopped, jaw tightening. Sara stayed beside me, silent but steady. Letta’s fingers curled around the bars of her cell window, her face pressed close enough that the dim light caught the shine of her eyes. “You’re down here,” she said softly, like it meant something. “I thought maybe… maybe you came to see me.”I exhaled slowly. “Letta, now isn’t the time.”She ignored that completely. “You look tired. You shouldn’t be doing all this. You should be resting. I could help you, you know. I always...”“No.” The word came out sharper than I intend

Chapter 103 Sara

I watched from the corner as Salvatore stepped forward and ripped the bag off Juan’s head. The reaction was instant. Juan’s eyes blew wide, darting from Salvatore… to Matteo… and then finally to me. The shock on his face was almost comical. He expected fear. Tears. Begging.Instead, he found me leaning against the wall, calm as stone, a hammer hanging loosely from my fingers. His mouth twitched behind the gag. I smirked. Good. Let him see exactly who he underestimated. None of the men in the room had noticed I’d picked up a weapon. They were too focused on Juan, too focused on Salvatore’s steady breathing and Matteo’s cold stare. But Juan noticed. Of course he did. I pushed off the wall and walked toward him, slow and deliberate. His eyes followed every step. When I stopped in front of him, I tilted my head and repeated the words I’d told him on the phone, the ones that had shattered whatever fantasy he’d been clinging to.“You lose.”His whole body jerked against the restraints. Behi

Chapter 104 Salvatore

I was still staring at the stairs long after Sara disappeared up them. My wife My sweet, soft‑spoken, gentle‑hearted wife… Just shattered Juan’s knee with a hammer like she was cracking a walnut. I wasn’t sure if I wanted to chase after her, drag her back into my arms, lock her in our bedroom and have my way with her. That was sexy as fuck.Behind me, someone snorted. Then Matteo’s laugh broke the silence. “Holy shit, Sal. You’re done.”Wolf joined in, shaking his head. “Man’s officially pussy‑whipped.”Roc leaned against the wall, smirking. “Hard.”I blinked, still half in a trance. “I... what?”Matteo clapped me on the shoulder. “She kissed you, handed you a hammer, and told you to be home in time for breakfast. That’s not a wife. That’s a general.”Wolf added, “And you listened.”Roc shrugged. “To be fair, we all would.”I finally snapped out of it, rubbing a hand over my face. “You idiots are whipped too.”Matteo raised a brow. “By who?”“Ciara,” I said.He opened his mouth...Clos

Chapter 105 Sara

Breakfast was almost done by the time the kitchen settled into its usual morning rhythm, loud, warm, and full of women who could run a small country if they felt like it. Abuela sat at the table peeling oranges, humming under her breath. Nonna was rolling dough for fresh biscuits. GreenLee stirred a pot on the stove, the smell of cinnamon and vanilla filling the air. Kat and Ciara had just come back downstairs after changing and feeding the babies.Gabe sat on the floor with Koda and Jace, the three of them building some tower out of wooden blocks. Koda kept knocking it over. Jace kept rebuilding it. Gabe kept laughing like it was the funniest thing in the world. It was peaceful. It was safe. It was home.Kat walked in first, Liana balanced on her hip, her curls wild and her tiny fist clutching Kat’s shirt. Ciara followed with L.C., who was babbling happily and reaching for anything within grabbing distance.“Breakfast smells amazing,” Ciara said, kissing Abuela’s cheek before heading

Chapter 106 Juan/Letta

The silence was the worst part. Not the ropes. Not the cold concrete. Not even the throbbing in my knee from where she...No. I wasn’t thinking about that. It was the silence.The room was empty now. No tools. No table. No threats hanging in the air like smoke. Just a chair bolted to the floor and a cot shoved against the wall. They’d taken everything else. Including the illusion that someone might come for me. My men weren’t coming. My allies weren’t coming. No one was coming. They’d betrayed me. Or abandoned me. Or decided I wasn’t worth the trouble. I wasn’t sure which was worse.I leaned my head back against the wall, breathing through the pain, trying to piece together how everything had gone so wrong so fast. Footsteps echoed in the hallway. Voices. I stiffened, listening. Not Ricci men. Not Matteo’s cold command or Wolf’s heavy boots. These voices were softer. Familiar. Roc. And… Letta? No. Not the Letta I knew. This voice was steadier. Older. Tired.“…it’s a good choice,” Roc w

Chapter 107 Sara

I folded the last of Gabe’s shirts and set it gently into the suitcase. It felt strange packing again, not in fear this time, not in a rush, not with my heart in my throat. This time… it felt like relief. Salvatore stood near the dresser, helping me gather the last of his things. He kept glancing toward the door, toward the hallway, toward the basement, his mind split between two worlds. “Once we’re home,” he said, tucking a stack of folded shirts under his arm, “I’ll drive back and forth to deal with Juan. Matteo and Wolf will rotate with me. You won’t be alone.”“I know,” I said softly.He set the shirts down and turned to face me fully. “I’m still putting men with Abuela. And her nurse stays with her at all times. Most of Juan’s men ran, but that doesn’t mean there aren’t a few idiots still loyal to him. They might try to find him. Or free him.”I nodded. “Whatever you think is safest.”He stepped closer, brushing a strand of hair behind my ear. “I’ll talk to the school too. Make s

Chapter 108 Roc

I hated packing. Not because it was hard. Not because I didn’t want to go. But because every folded shirt, every zipped bag, every checklist reminded me that this trip wasn’t a vacation. It was damage control. Marco sat on the edge of my bed, watching me shove another sweater into the suitcase. “You’re going to break the zipper,” he said gently.“I’ll buy a new one,” I muttered. He didn’t argue. He knew better. The lockdown being lifted should’ve felt like freedom. Instead, it felt like a countdown. The sooner we got Letta to Russia, the sooner I could get back here and help Salvatore and Matteo deal with Juan. I wasn’t leaving them to handle that alone. Not after everything. From the hallway, I heard my parents talking in low voices, my mother switching between English and Russian as she double‑checked flight details. My father reminding her to pack warm clothes even though it was summer there too.Marco leaned back on his hands. “You’re nervous.”I froze mid‑fold. “About what?”He ga

Chapter 109 Letta

I couldn’t believe they actually did it. They really brought me here. To the middle of nowhere. To a ranch. With dirt. And animals. And no city for hours. I wasn’t a country girl. I wasn’t built for this. I was supposed to be in the city, in heels, in nice clothes, with people who mattered. Not… here. And the worst part? I didn’t even know Russian.Mama tried to teach me when I was little, but why would I need it? I lived in America. I wasn’t planning on running off to some frozen farm in the middle of Russia. I tuned her out every time she tried to talk. Now, I wished I hadn’t. Now I was sitting at a long wooden dinner table, surrounded by people speaking a language I barely understood, pretending I wasn’t dying inside.And Babulya was gushing over Marco. Marco...The man who stole my brother from the life he was supposed to have. “Oh, Roc,” she said, patting Marco’s hand like he was made of gold. “He is so handsome. Such kind eyes. You chose well.”I stared at her in disbelief. “Why

Chapter 110 Salvatore

The house felt different the moment we walked in. Not tense. Not on alert. Just… ours again. Sara unpacked slowly, touching things like she was reminding herself they were real. Gabe ran straight to his room, yelling about how he missed his bed. Even the air felt familiar, the quiet hum of the AC, the faint smell of lemon cleaner, the creak in the hallway floorboards. Home.Abuela was settled back at her place with her nurse and guards posted around the property. Matteo and I had checked everything twice before leaving her. She hated the extra security, but she didn’t argue. Not after everything Juan pulled. Wolf, Kat, and their 3 kids were staying the night, but they’d be gone in the morning. The boys needed to get back to school, and Wolf had to check on the club. Prez duties didn’t wait, even for family emergencies.I stood in my office, staring at the map spread across the table, Juan’s network, his routes, his contacts, the mess he’d built here in the States. Matteo leaned agains

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