บททั้งหมดของ Beneath the Shadows: บทที่ 61 - บทที่ 70

Enzo leaned back in his chair, his hands steepled under his chin as Sienna stood at the head of the table, flanked by Luca, Nico, and Federico. The tension in the room was palpable as they awaited her explanation. A map of the city was spread across the table, dotted with red and blue markers representing Mateo’s and Diego’s territories.Sienna pointed to the map. “This is where we take control. Mateo and Diego have been circling each other for weeks, trying to gain the upper hand. We can use their egos against them and force a confrontation.”Luca raised an eyebrow. “Force a confrontation? These two don’t need much encouragement to kill each other. What’s your plan, exactly?”“We leak false information to both sides. Mateo thinks Diego is planning an ambush on his safehouse here—” (she taps a red marker) “—and Diego thinks Mateo is targeting one of his key supply routes here.” (She moves to a blue marker.) “We bait them into striking simultaneously, and when they meet in the crossfir

The stillness of the morning shattered as Enzo’s phone buzzed relentlessly on the desk. Federico stormed into the office, his expression grim.“Boss, we’ve got a problem.” Federico said urgently. “Diego’s making his move.”Enzo snatched the phone. “What’s happened?”“Three of our warehouses have been hit in the last hour. They burned everything to the ground. We’ve got injured men, and worse—he’s not stopping there.” Federico reeled out.Enzo cursed under his breath. “He’s coming for blood.”Sienna appeared in the doorway, already dressed, her face a mix of determination and worry.“What’s going on?” Sienna queried.Enzo briefly met her gaze. “Diego’s targeting everything we’ve built. This isn’t just a power play—he’s coming for all of us.”Sienna stepped into the room. “Then we fight back.”Federico looked between them. “He’s already ahead of us. We’ve got reports of his men circling Nico’s safehouse and Luca’s crew.”“Get everyone to fall back to secure locations.” Enzo said, tighte

A thick fog rolled in from the ocean, shrouding the rusted shipping containers and abandoned cranes in eerie silence. The only sound was the distant crashing of waves against the dock and the faint clicking of weapons being loaded.Enzo stood in the middle of the yard, surrounded by his men—Luca, Nico, Federico, and the rest of his crew. Their faces were hard, their fingers resting lightly on their triggers.Across from them, Diego Torres emerged from the shadows, his army of killers fanning out behind him.The two men locked eyes, years of rivalry boiling down to this moment.“So this is how it ends, Falcone? In the dirt, where you belong?”Diego said mockingly.“No, Torres. It ends with you bleeding out at my feet.” Enzo responded, calm and deadly. Diego grinned, but there was a flicker of unease in his eyes.“Big words. But I don’t see Marco here to back you up anymore.” Diego scoffed. A muscle in Enzo’s jaw twitched, but he didn’t rise to the bait.“And I don’t see Giancarlo stan

The air was thick with gunpowder, smoke curling through the dimly lit warehouse. Overhead lights flickered, casting jagged shadows across the steel beams and crates. The ground was littered with the bodies of Diego’s men, the last remnants of his army. Enzo wasn’t surprised that Diego returned to this warehouse, seeing that this was where it all started almost a year to the day. Enzo stepped forward, his grip tightening on his gun as he locked eyes with Diego Torres, the man who had nearly destroyed everything. Blood dripped from a gash on Enzo’s temple, staining the collar of his black shirt, but his focus was razor-sharp. Diego, wounded but defiant, leaned against a stack of crates, his chest heaving. A smirk tugged at the corner of his mouth as he wiped blood from his lips. “Well,” Diego rasped, his voice thick with pain. “You finally made it, Falcone. I was starting to think you didn’t have the guts to face me.” Enzo tilted his head, his expression unreadable. “If I wante

The war was over. Diego was gone. Mateo was dead. But the cost had been staggering. Enzo stood at the head of the table; the dim glow of the overhead lights cast long shadows across the room. His presence alone commanded attention, but tonight, there was something different about him—something that made even Luca, Nico, and Federico hesitate before speaking.This wasn’t easy for Enzo, but it was necessary. He exhaled slowly before speaking. “I’m out.”A beat of silence. Then Luca scoffed, shaking his head. “Out?”“You heard me,” Enzo said, voice steady. “It’s done. I’m leaving this life behind.”Luca slammed his fist on the table. “You can’t just walk away, Enzo. You built this empire. You don’t get to abandon it like it’s nothing.”Enzo met his friend’s glare with calm determination. “I’ve given everything to this life, Luca. More than I ever should have. It’s cost me too much, and I won’t let it take anything else.” His thought drifted briefly to Sienna.Nico leaned back in his cha