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Chapter 8 Sara

作者: SammiJo Hewitt
last update 公開日: 2026-04-05 02:50:23

For a moment, I couldn’t breathe. Salvatore stood there, waiting for me to keep talking, waiting for the truth I’d buried so deep it felt like digging up a corpse. I wrapped my arms around myself. “There’s more.”

His jaw tightened, but his voice stayed steady. “Tell me.”

“My stepfather’s name is Hector,” I whispered. “Hector Marquez.”

Salvatore went still. Completely still.

Like the name punched the air out of him.

“Marquez,” he repeated, voice low, dangerous.

I blinked. “You… you know that name?”

He didn’t answer my question. Instead, he asked one of his own.

“Your stepbrother,” he said slowly. “Is his name Juan?”

My stomach dropped.

“How do you know that?” I breathed.

He exhaled once, sharp. “Because Juan Marquez has been poking around my clubs for weeks. Looking for someone. His stepsister.”

My blood ran cold.

“Me?” I whispered. “Why would he? He warned me. He protected me from his father. Why would he want me now?”

Salvatore’s eyes softened for the first time since I walked in. “Sara… Hector is dead.”

I staggered back a step. “What?”

“He was killed over six months ago,” Salvatore said. “By my family. Juan helped us, find him. He only didn't to help himself. Juan is head of the Cartel now."

My heart hammered so hard it hurt.

“No,” I whispered. “Juan wouldn’t, he wouldn’t hurt me. He saved me.”

“People change,” Salvatore said quietly. “Or they show who they really are.”

I shook my head. “No. No, he wouldn’t be looking for me unless...”

Unless he needed something. Unless he wanted something. Unless he knew something. My breath caught.

Salvatore stepped closer. “Sara. Why would Juan want you now?”

I opened my mouth. Closed it. Opened it again. And the truth slammed into me so hard my knees almost buckled.There was only one reason Juan would be looking for me. Only one secret big enough to make the Marquez family hunt me down. I whispered the only word that mattered.

“Gabe.”

The name slipped out before I could stop it. Before I could think. Before I could protect myself.

Salvatore’s brows pulled together. “Who’s Gabe?”

My throat closed. I forced the word out. “My son.”

He went still. Completely still. Like the world dropped out from under him.

“You… have a son.” Not angry. Not cold. Just stunned. Wrecked. I nodded, unable to meet his eyes.

He exhaled slowly, like he was trying to piece together a puzzle that didn’t make sense. “Is that why you’re working here? Because his father isn’t helping you?”

A sharp ache hit my chest. “His father doesn’t know about him.” Silence. Heavy. Crushing.

He stared at me like he was seeing me for the first time, not the girl he lost, but the woman who survived.

I swallowed hard. “But now… now I understand why Juan is after me.”

His jaw tightened. “Sara...”

“It’s not me he wants,” I whispered, voice shaking. “It’s Gabe.”

His eyes darkened, confusion and fury twisting together. “Why would Juan want your son?”

I finally looked up at him because he needed to understand. Because the truth was coming whether I was ready or not. Because everything I’d run from was crashing down around us. My voice broke as I said the words that changed everything.

“Because he’s ours, Salvatore.”

His breath caught. “He’s our son. As in yours and mine. How...when...why didn't you tell me?"

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  • The Underboss's Kingdom    Chapter 52 Sara

    Monday mornings were usually peaceful. Quiet house. Warm coffee. Gabe’s backpack half‑unzipped because he always forgot something. Salvatore’s kiss lingering on my cheek long after he left for work.But today… something felt different. Gabe had been the first to notice my mood, even if he didn’t say it out loud. He just hugged me tighter before leaving for school, his little arms squeezing around my waist. “Love you, Mom,” he said, grinning up at me. “And I can’t wait for my baby brother.”I nearly choked on my coffee. “Baby...what?”He shrugged like it was obvious. “Everyone at dinner yesterday said Dad looks at you like he’s waiting to eat you. That means you’re gonna have a baby.”I covered my face with my hands. “Oh my God.”He laughed, kissed my cheek, and ran out the door before I could correct him. I watched him climb into the car with Hale, waving until they turned the corner. Then the house went still. Too still. Salvatore had left earlier, brushing a kiss against my forehead

  • The Underboss's Kingdom    Chapter 51 Letta/Juan

    I didn’t even remember the drive home. One minute I was storming out of my parents’ house, the next I was fumbling with my keys, my hands shaking so badly I almost dropped them. My chest felt tight, my head buzzing with everything they’d said, everything they’d chosen. Chosen over me.I pushed the door open, ready to collapse on the couch and scream into a pillow. But I froze. Someone was sitting in my living room. In the dark. My breath caught in my throat. “Hello?”A soft click, a lamp turned on beside him. The man from the gala. Except… not. His hair was different. His beard trimmed. His clothes sharper. But the eyes, those were the same. Cold. Focused. Like he saw straight through me. He smiled. “You’re home.”My pulse hammered. “What are you doing here?”“Waiting,” he said calmly, like this was normal. “You seemed upset when you left your parents’ house.”I let out a bitter laugh, tossing my purse onto the couch. “Upset? Try humiliated.” He didn’t move. Didn’t blink. Just watched

  • The Underboss's Kingdom    Chapter 50 Roc

    Dinner was going better than I could’ve hoped.Marco and my mom were already talking like they’d known each other for years. She lit up when he mentioned he liked to bake, and within minutes they were planning a Saturday baking day, her famous cinnamon rolls and his lemon bars. My dad jumped in next, asking Marco what teams he followed. When Marco said, “Chiefs, obviously,” my dad slapped the table like he’d just found a long‑lost son.“Season opener,” Dad said. “You two should come with me.”Marco’s eyes widened. “Seriously?”“Of course,” Dad said. “Anyone who loves Mahomes is welcome in this house.”Marco laughed, and I swear my heart felt too full for my chest. Everything was perfect. Almost.Letta had been quiet, which was suspicious in itself, but I wasn’t going to poke that bear. Not tonight.But of course… she couldn’t hold it in forever. She set down her fork a little too loudly. “I just don’t understand how you’re all okay with… this.”The room went still. My mom’s smile fade

  • The Underboss's Kingdom    Chapter 49 Roc

    Getting ready for dinner with my parents shouldn’t make me nervous. I’ve faced worse things in my life, real danger, real pressure, but somehow this felt bigger. More important. Like the whole night balanced on a thin line I didn’t want to mess up.Marco stood in front of the mirror, adjusting his tie for the tenth time. “Do I look okay? Be honest. Your mom is going to judge me. I can feel it.”I snorted. “My mom is going to love you.”He shot me a look. “You don’t know that.”“I do,” I said, stepping behind him and fixing the knot he kept messing with. “Relax. You’re perfect.”He went still at that, eyes softening in the mirror. “You think so?”“I know so.”He exhaled, shoulders dropping a little. “I just… I want tonight to go well. I want them to like me.”“They will,” I said again, firmer this time. “And if they don’t, that’s their problem. Not yours.”He smiled, but it was small, nervous. I brushed my thumb along his jaw, grounding him, grounding myself too. Last night at the gala

  • The Underboss's Kingdom    Chapter 48 Sara

    The front door clicked shut behind us, and the quiet of the house wrapped around me like warm hands. My heels echoed softly against the floor as Salvatore guided me inside, his fingers laced with mine, his steps just a little too quick to be casual.The gala felt a thousand miles away.He tossed his jacket somewhere near the entry table without looking, eyes fixed on me like I was the only thing in the room worth noticing. My heart fluttered, heat blooming low in my stomach.“Mi corazón…” he murmured, brushing his thumb along my cheek.I leaned into his touch, still breathless from the limo, from the way he’d looked at me all night, from the way he’d practically dragged me up the steps like he couldn’t wait another second. “Mi cielo,” I whispered.His jaw tightened, not with anger, but with something deeper, heavier, hungrier. He stepped closer, his hand sliding to my waist, pulling me gently but firmly against him. The house was dim, only the soft glow from the hallway lights illumin

  • The Underboss's Kingdom    Chapter 47 Salvatore

    Roc and Marco were laughing about something when Sara slipped away to the bathroom, and for a moment I let myself enjoy the sight. They looked… free. Happy. Like the weight Roc had carried for years had finally lifted.Good. He deserved that.But the moment Sara disappeared into the crowd, the unease I’d been pushing down all night crept back in. I leaned toward Roc.“That man Letta was dancing with,” I said quietly. “Something’s off about him.”Roc’s smile faded. “Off how?”“I don’t know yet.” I scanned the room again, trying to place the familiarity. “But he’s not here for the gala. He’s here for something else.”Roc followed my gaze, eyes narrowing. “You want me to keep an eye on him?”“Yes,” I said. “But don’t make it obvious. Just… stay alert.”Roc nodded once. “Got it.”Marco glanced between us, sensing the shift. “Everything okay?”Roc squeezed his hand under the table. “Yeah. Just work stuff.”I didn’t correct him. A moment later, Sara returned, and the second she sat beside m

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