All Chapters of The Underboss's Kingdom : Chapter 61 - Chapter 70

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Chapter 61 Sara

I woke up to the soft bells of Rome echoing through the open balcony door. For a moment, I forgot where I was. Then I remembered: Italy. Easter. The Ricci family. My stomach twisted.Salvatore was already dressed, adjusting his cufflinks in the mirror. He looked calm, but I knew him well enough to see the tension in his shoulders. He caught my reflection and smiled gently. “Morning, mi corazón.”“Morning,” I whispered. “I’m… nervous.”“I know.” He crossed the room and kissed my forehead. “But you’re ready.”I wasn’t sure I agreed, but I nodded anyway.Gabe came out of the bathroom in his little button‑down shirt, hair combed neatly, eyes wide with excitement and fear.“Do I look okay?” he asked.“You look perfect,” I said, pulling him close.He hugged me tightly. “Are you nervous too?”“Yeah,” I admitted. “A little.” He nodded like that made everything make sense.The car ride out of Rome was quiet at first. The city faded into rolling hills and vineyards, the kind of scenery you only

Chapter 62 Salvatore

For a heartbeat, the courtyard went silent. Completely, utterly silent. I had expected shock. I had expected questions. I had expected Kat to combust on the spot. But the actual reactions… Yeah. They were something else.My mother blinked once. Twice. Then she stepped forward, eyes wide. “Wife?” she repeated, like the word personally offended her. Her gaze snapped to Gabe. “Son?” Her voice pitched up an octave on the second word. I braced myself.My twin didn’t say a word. He just smirked, that slow, knowing, infuriating smirk, because he remembered Sara. He remembered the girl I couldn’t shut up about. The girl who vanished. He crossed his arms, leaning back like he was watching the best drama of the year.“Finalmente,” he murmured. Finally. I resisted the urge to elbow him.Wolf leaned toward Kat and whispered, “Oh shit.”He didn’t even try to hide it. Kat smacked him upside the head so fast he didn’t have time to flinch. “Language,” she hissed. “In front of the kids!” Jace snorted.

Chapter 63 Sara

The moment the kids ran off toward the backyard, the air changed.The adults turned toward the villa, and suddenly I felt like I was walking into a courtroom. Not because they were cruel, but because every single one of them had questions, opinions, and expectations.And I was the unexpected piece. Nonna kept her arm linked with mine as we walked down the hall. “Do not worry, cara,” she whispered. “You are family now.” I nodded, but my stomach twisted.Matteo opened the door to his study and gestured sharply. “Inside.”Everyone filed in. Kat immediately took a spot near the window, arms crossed, eyes locked on me like she was trying to solve a puzzle she didn’t like the answer to.Wolf stood behind her, wisely silent. Ciara sat beside Matteo, baby L.C. in her lap, watching everything with quiet curiosity. Luca and his father took seats near the desk, both still looking stunned. And GreenLee, Salvatore’s mother, paced near the fireplace, muttering u

Chapter 64 Salvatore/Juan

For the first time since we walked into Matteo’s study, the room wasn’t vibrating with tension. Everyone was still processing, the danger, the lies, the fear, the years we lost, but the anger had drained out of the air.Even Kat wasn’t glaring anymore. Well… not as hard.But Mama? Yeah. She was still pissed. Not about Sara. Not about Gabe. About me. She crossed her arms, tapping her foot like she was waiting for me to confess to a crime. “You got married,” she said slowly, “and you did not tell your mother.”I sighed. “Ma...”“No. No. Don’t ‘Ma’ me.” She pointed at me like she was scolding a teenager. “You got married. Married. And I found out in the courtyard like some stranger off the street.” Nonna snorted. Matteo covered a laugh. Even Papa’s mouth twitched.I rubbed a hand over my face. “I know. I should’ve told you.

Chapter 65 Sara/Gabe

If someone had told me yesterday that Easter dinner with the Riccis would feel… peaceful, I would’ve laughed.But it does. Not perfect. Not effortless. But peaceful.The truth was out. The fear was gone. And for the first time in years, I wasn’t carrying everything alone.We were all gathered around the long outdoor table in the courtyard, the spring air warm and sweet, the food spread out like a feast from a magazine. Laughter drifted from across the table, where Jace and Koda were still arguing about who got the bigger slice of bread. Gabe sat between me and Nonna, his little legs swinging under the chair, cheeks flushed from running around with his cousins. He looked… happy. Really, truly happy.Nonna kept sneaking him extra bread and little spoonfuls of something she insisted he “needed to try,” and he accepted every bite like it was a sacred honor.Across from us, Koda was wedged between Kat and Jace, firing off q

Chapter 66 Roc

Kansas City felt different when Salvatore wasn’t in it. Not quieter. Not safer. Just… off.Like the air was holding its breath. I’d been doing extra rounds all week, checking the club, the garage, the neighborhood around Sara’s abuela’s house. Everything looked normal on the surface. But normal didn’t mean safe. Not with Juan out there.I pulled into the lot behind the club, killed the engine, and sat for a second, listening. The city hummed around me, traffic, music from a bar down the street, someone yelling at their dog. But underneath it, something felt wrong. Or maybe that was just me. I’d been on edge since Salvatore left for Italy. He trusted me to keep an eye on things. I wasn’t about to screw that up.My phone buzzed.Marco:You doing another sweep?I smirked. He knew me too well.Roc:Yeah. Something feels off.Three dots appeared. Stopped. Appeared again.Marco:You think it’s Juan?I didn’t answer right away. I didn’t want to say yes. Saying yes made it real.Roc:I think h

Chapter 67 Juan

My driver pulled up to the curb outside the Hale house, and I didn’t even have to wait a full minute before Letta stormed out the front door like a hurricane in heels. She yanked the car door open and threw herself inside with a dramatic sigh. “Drive,” she snapped. The driver looked at me in the rearview mirror. I nodded once. The car pulled away.Letta immediately launched into a rant, loud, messy, emotional. The kind of rant that made me want to put my head through the window. “I swear, Roc is impossible! And Marco...ugh, Marco, he’s always there, always acting like he belongs in our family. And Salvatore just lets it happen! He lets Roc embarrass us. He lets Marco embarrass us. And now he’s in Italy acting like everything is perfect...”I tuned her out for a moment. Not because I didn’t care. Because she was exhausting. She talked like a faucet someone for

Chapter 68 Salvatore

The days after Easter had been… good. Better than good. For the first time in years, I felt like I could breathe. Sara and Gabe were safe. My family had accepted them. Italy felt like home again.Sara spent the last few days shopping and sightseeing with Ma, Kat, Ciara, and Nonna. Gabe had been glued to my father and Nonno, learning about cars, history, and every Ricci tradition they could cram into his little head. And me? I’d been planning. Matteo, Papà, Wolf, and Nonno were gathered around the long table in the study, maps and documents spread out in front of us. We were working out security, travel plans, and how to handle Juan the second we landed back in Kansas City.“We’ll fly out together,” Matteo said. “No splitting up. No gaps.”Papà nodded. “We’ll bring extra men. Quietly.”Wolf leaned back in his chair. “And when we get there, we lock down the club, the garage, and Sara’s abuela’s house.”Bisnonno tapped the table. “We end this.”I was about to respond when my phone buzzed

Chapter 69 Marco/Juan

My head felt like someone had stuffed it with cotton and then hit it with a hammer. I tried to lift my hand. It didn’t move. Tried the other. Nothing. My eyes snapped open. A dim room. Concrete walls. A single bulb hanging overhead. My wrists tied behind the chair. My ankles bound to the legs.Panic shot through me so fast I almost choked on it. What happened? Where was I? I’d gone out for coffee. I remembered locking my car. I remembered the cold air. I remembered...A voice. Low. Calm. Familiar. “You’re awake.” I froze. Juan stepped into view like he’d been waiting for me to open my eyes. Rafe stood behind him, arms crossed, expression unreadable.My stomach dropped. “Good morning,” Juan said, like we were old friends meeting for brunch. “Or afternoon. Hard to tell down here.”I glared at him. “What do you want?”He smiled. “Straight to the point. I like that.”

Chapter 70 Sara

The entire flight home, I couldn’t breathe. Every time I closed my eyes, I saw Marco tied to that chair. Every time I blinked, I saw the bruises. Every time I tried to think, Juan’s message echoed in my head.To save him, switch with him.I wanted to do it. God, I wanted to do it. If it meant Marco lived, I would’ve walked straight into hell. But then I’d look at Gabe asleep across from me, curled against Nonna’s shoulder…And at Salvatore gripping my hand like he was afraid I’d disappear…And I knew I couldn’t. Not again. Not like before. Not when I had people who needed me alive. When the plane landed, I expected us to go home. To the house. To somewhere familiar. But the SUVs turned the opposite direction.“Where are we going?” I asked, voice hoarse.Salvatore squeezed my hand. “Somewhere safe.”I frowned. “Your house...”“Isn’t safe,” Matteo said from the front seat. “Not right now.”Wolf added, “We need somewhere no one knows about.”The drive felt long and short at the same time.

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