Lahat ng Kabanata ng Beneath the Shadows: Kabanata 41 - Kabanata 50

Sienna’s heels echoed through the cavernous halls of her father’s estate. Her hands clenched into fists as she remembered her life in this house, waiting hand and foot on her stepmother and half siblings, enduring verbal and emotional abuse, her breath came hard and fast. Inside, her father sat behind his ornate desk, the glow of a single lamp casting sharp shadows across his face.“What game are you playing, Dad?” Sienna burst in, her voice sharp. Alessandro glanced up calmly, swirling his whiskey. “Sienna. Always so dramatic. Can’t a father enjoy a quiet evening without your drama?”“Don’t play coy with me.” Sienna advanced, her tone biting. “I know you’ve been meeting with Mateo Salazar. Were you involved in the attack against Enzo yesterday?”Alessandro leaned back in his chair, feigning surprise. “Mateo? Is that what this is about? You’ve spent too much time with Falcone, my dear. His paranoia seems to be rubbing off on you.”Sienna slammed her palms on the desk. “Don’t deflect

Enzo’s office was tense, the weight of unspoken words thick in the air. Luca stood by the window, arms crossed, his jaw tight. Enzo sat behind his desk, his fingers steepled in front of him, waiting for Luca to speak first.“You’re letting her have too much say in our operations, Enzo.” Luca said, finally breaking the silence. “I think It’s a mistake.”“She’s proven herself more than once. You’ve seen it.” Enzo reiterated calmly.Luca turned sharply. “What I’ve seen is you putting her above everything. Above the men. Above me.”“Careful, Luca.” Enzo warned, his voice hardening. “This isn’t about her—it’s about you not liking that I’m making the decisions.”“You’re blinded, Enzo.” Luca shot back, his voice heated. “You can’t see how dangerous this is. The men are talking, and they’re not wrong.”Enzo leaned forward. “And what exactly are they saying?”“That she’s a distraction. That she’s softening you. And after Marco? They’re wondering if you’re next to lose your head.” Luca said, gr

In a private lounge in an upscale hotel. Mateo Salazar and Diego Torres sit across from each other, the tension palpable despite their forced civility. The air reeks of whiskey, cigars, and danger.Diego leaned back in his armchair “Never thought I’d see the day, Mateo. You, crawling to me for help.”“I wouldn’t call it crawling.” Mateo calmly swirled his glass of scotch. “I’d call it an opportunity. Enzo Falcone is a problem for both of us. Together, we can erase him.”Diego raised an eyebrow. “Erase him? You’ve tried that. Multiple times, if I recall. Yet, here we are.”“You’re no better, Torres.” Mateo retorted, his voice sharp. “How many of your men has he buried in the past month? Not including your brother.”“Touché.” Diego grinned. “But let’s not pretend this is about me. You hate him. You want his empire, his territory, his power. I just want him dead.”Mateo nodded. “Then our goals align. I have the intel, you have the manpower. Together, we can finish this.”Diego paused, ca

The sun was setting over the Falcone villa when Sienna heard the faint sound of tires crunching on gravel. She looked up from the desk in Enzo’s study, her brow furrowed. Visitors were rare, and unannounced ones were unheard of. Seconds later, a knock echoed through the room. Federico stepped inside.“It’s your father.” Federico announced grimly. “He’s waiting in the drawing room.”“My father?” Sienna asked, surprised. “Alessandro?”Federico nodded. “Enzo’s out dealing with the shipment. Should I call him back?”“No. I’ll handle this.” Sienna answered after a pause.The drawing room was dimly lit, the soft glow of a chandelier casting shadows across the polished floor. Alessandro stood by the window, looking every bit the calculating man she remembered. When Sienna entered, he turned, a smile playing on his lips that didn’t reach his eyes.Alessandro: “Cara mia. You look well.”“What are you doing here, Alessandro?” Sienna asked c“No ‘father’? Not even a hug? I’m wounded.” Alessandro

The attack came from the left side, and without warning. The once serene villa is suddenly plunged into chaos as alarms blare through the property. Shadows shift between the trees, and muffled voices bark orders from the distance. Sienna crouched behind the marble counter in the expansive kitchen, her breaths shallow, her heart pounding in her chest.“They’ve breached the north perimeter.” Federico relayed over the radio. “Four men. Armed.”“North? Damn it. That’s where Sienna is!” Nico replied sharply. “Luca, take the west flank. I’m heading inside.”“I’m already moving.” Luca overlapped “Federico, cover the main entrance!”“Stay calm. Think.” Sienna whispered to herself, gripping a carving knife. The sound of heavy boots echoes down the hallway, drawing closer. Sienna glanced toward the window and spotted Diego’s men creeping through the garden. Her grip tightens on the knife as she hears the unmistakable sound of glass shattering.“Search every room. She’s here somewhere. Diego wa