All Chapters of The Underboss's Kingdom : Chapter 51 - Chapter 60

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 warehouse always smelled like metal and diesel, but today it carried something else too, tension. The kind that settled in your bones and made every sound feel sharper. Roc walked beside me, clipboard in hand, double‑checking the crates before the run. Wolf was on the other side of the loading bay, talking to his men, his voice low and clipped. They were all on edge. We had reason to be.Rumors about Juan had been circling for days, whispers about him trying to intercept shipments, steal product, test boundaries. He was getting bold. Too bold. And bold men made stupid choices.I scanned the bay again, watching Wolf’s men load the last pallet into the truck. “Everything tight?” I asked.Wolf nodded once. “My guys are ready. No one’s getting near this run.”Roc added, “We doubled the escorts. If Juan tries anything, he’ll regret it.”I grunted in agreement, but my mind wasn’t fully here.

I had just gotten home from Abuela’s when my phone buzzed. The house was warm, sunlight spilling across the living room floor, the kind of peaceful afternoon that usually settled my nerves. But the second I saw Salvatore’s name, something in my chest tightened. I answered quickly. “Hey.”His voice was low, steady, but there was something underneath it. “Mi corazón… I won’t be home until late tonight.”My stomach dipped. “Everything okay?”“I had to go on the run today,” he said. “I wasn’t planning on it, but it needed to be done.”I leaned against the counter, gripping the edge. “Okay. Just… be careful.”“I will.” A pause. Then softer: “Tell Gabe I’ll call him before bed. I don’t want him waiting up.”“He’ll understand,” I said. “He’ll want to tell you about his

The run wrapped clean. No surprises. No tails. No interference. Which only confirmed what I already knew: Juan never wanted the shipment. He wanted me out of town. Wolf walked beside me as we checked the last truck, his expression tight. He’d been watching me all night, not suspicious, just… concerned.“You gonna tell me what he’s after?” Wolf asked quietly.I didn’t answer right away. I just closed the back of the truck and locked it, letting the metal click echo through the loading bay. Wolf waited. He always waited. Finally, I said, “When the time is right.”He studied me for a long moment, then nodded. “Alright. I trust you.” And that was why I couldn’t tell him. Wolf clapped my shoulder once. “Let’s get out of here.”We split off in the parking lot, his men heading one way, mine another. I got into my SUV and finally let myself breathe.Bruce’s

I was going through the last of the security updates Hale had sent me when my phone buzzed with Matteo’s name. I answered on the second ring. “Tell me you’re packed,” he said by way of greeting.I smirked. “Hello to you too.”“I’m serious,” Matteo said. “The jet will be ready Thursday morning. Kat, Wolf, the kids... everyone’s flying out together.”I froze. Thursday. With Kat. With Wolf. With the kids. Absolutely not. I cleared my throat. “I can’t leave Thursday.”Matteo went silent for a beat. “Why not?”“I’ve got an issue to deal with,” I said. “Something I can’t walk away from yet.”It wasn’t a lie. It just wasn’t the whole truth. I wasn’t ready to put Sara and Gabe in front of Kat for ten hours in a metal tube where she could interrogate Sara, interrogate me, interrogate the universe.