Faking My Death to Escape the Cartel King
Two years ago, a car explosion outside an expensive restaurant in Guadalajara left behind ash, and DNA evidence confirming the death of Xitllali De La Rosa. The world believed the submissive, quiet wife of the city’s most brutal mafia enforcer was gone forever.
In reality, Xitllali planned her own death, and she fled into the misty highlands of Chiapas, changed her name, and started over. She opened a small floral shop and tried to build the quiet life she'd always wanted. For two years, it worked.
Until the afternoon the bell above her shop door rings, and the ghost of her past steps inside.
Guillermo, the husband she ran away from, came before her.
She was expecting a bullet to the heart for abandoning the cartel, but she got really surprised when the most feared man in Mexico drops to one knee, slides a gun across the wooden counter, and lowers his head.
He knew she faked her death. He let her run. And for twenty-four brutal months, he burned the entire underworld to the ground, slaughtering every person that wanted to hurt her.
He didn't come back to kill her. He's here to ask for a second chance.
Basahin
Chapter: CHAPTER 40: THE COMMANDXitllaliBeatriz’s question hung in the quiet air.I knelt on the floor beside Guillermo, my knees soaking up the dampness of his blood from the floral rug. My heart pounded so hard it hurt my ribs.For two years, I had been Esperanza to her. I was the quiet, smiling girl who brought her leftover lavender to help her sleep. I was the girl who swept the sidewalk every morning and never caused any trouble.Looking at her shaking hands and wide, fearful eyes, I realized that girl was gone. Esperanza had died the moment Severo’s men fired their guns into my shop.I took a slow, shaky breath and looked down at my hands. They were stained with blood."Um... Esperanza isn't my real name," I whispered, my voice hoarse and breaking.She took another step backward, her back hitting the floral wallpaper of her hallway. She looked at Valdo and Mateo, who were still holding their rifles, their faces covered in soot and sweat."Then who are you?" She asked, her voice cracking. "Are you a criminal?
Huling Na-update: 2026-10-26
Chapter: CHAPTER 39: THE FLORAL RUGXitllali"Valdo! Mateo!" I screamed, spinning around to face the street. "Bring him!"They didn't hesitate. Mateo grabbed Guillermo under his broad shoulders, and Valdo grabbed his legs.They lifted his massive weight off the wet cobblestones and rushed toward the house.I pushed the wooden door open wider for them.Beatriz stepped back as they carried Guillermo into the small living room, her hands shaking as she clutched her medical kit to her chest.The house smelled like cinnamon, old paper, and the dried lavender I had given Beatriz just last week. It was just a normal, quiet home."Where?" Mateo grunted, struggling to hold Guillermo’s heavy frame.Beatriz stared at the blood dripping onto her clean hardwood floor and she took a deep, shaky breath. I could see the exact moment her years of hospital training cut through her terror."On the rug," she ordered and pointed to a large, braided floral rug in the center of the room. "Lay him flat on his back. Do not drop him."They gentl
Huling Na-update: 2026-10-26
Chapter: CHAPTER 38: A DESPERATE PLEAXitllali“Guillermo!” I screamed.I ignored the broken glass and sharp stones under my boots and ran into the cold mist. I dropped to my knees on the wet cobblestones just as his large body fell forward.I wrapped my arms around his chest, trying to catch him, but he was too heavy. We both fell onto the cold street. I turned my body just in time to keep his head from hitting the wet stones, taking the fall on my bruised knees instead."I've got you," I gasped.My hands slipped against his coat. It was soaked with blood. Warm blood poured from the wound in his left shoulder.“Guillermo, look at me. Stay awake,” I begged, pressing both hands against his wound to stop the bleeding.His eyes were half-closed, and they kept rolling back as he struggled to breathe. His face was pale as ash. Firing the gun had torn his wound open again, and there was so much blood on the wet street around us that I was terrified“Her blood...” he mumbled, his voice so weak I could barely hear him over the ri
Huling Na-update: 2026-10-24
Chapter: CHAPTER 37: THE PRICE OF PEACEGuillermoFour heavy rifles pointed directly at my chest.The morning wind was freezing, but the sweat on my forehead was hot and my left arm was throbbing with a sickening, deep ache.The leader of the squad stepped away from the old woman. He looked at my empty right hand and smiled. It was a greedy, arrogant smile. He thought he had just caught a ghost. He thought I was weak and unarmed.I was dying on my feet, but I wasn't dead yet.I kept my eyes locked onto his face, my expression completely blank. I didn't care about him, and I didn't care about dying. I only cared about Xitalli. If this old woman died today, she would carry the guilt forever. I was not going to let that happen.I waited for the exact second the leader dropped his guard to gloat.His finger relaxed on the trigger of his rifle for a fraction of a second.That was all I needed.My right hand dropped to the back waistband of my trousers and my fingers wrapped around the cold, heavy grip of the pistol. In one fluid
Huling Na-update: 2026-10-23
Chapter: CHAPTER 36: THE KING STEPS OUTXitllaliI stared at Guillermo in horror. He was clearly not okay; he leaned so heavily against the dirt wall that I wondered if it was the only thing keeping him on his feet."You can't do this," I whispered, my voice shaking.I stepped closer and reached for his arm with trembling hands."Guillermo, look at yourself. Those men will tear you apart."He didn't pull away from my touch, but his eyes remained cold. They were the eyes of El Crotalo. Hard, calculating, and without a trace of fear."I've walked through worse than this, Xitllali," he said. His voice was low and rough."Not while you're bleeding to death!" I cried, tears filling my eyes already. "Please. Please don't do this. Not for me."He reached out with his hand and grabbed the back of my neck. His fingers were warm, and his grip was firm but surprisingly gentle. He pulled me closer until I had no choice but to look into his eyes."I'm not doing this just for you," he murmured, his breath brushing against my cheek. "I'm
Huling Na-update: 2026-10-20
Chapter: CHAPTER 35: THE TICKING CLOCKXitllaliMy stomach twisted into a tight, cold knot. The old woman who ran the fruit cart was Doña Carmen.She walked with a bad limp, and every Tuesday, she always brought an extra sweet orange and refused to take my money for it. She was one of the first people who had welcomed me into this neighborhood when I arrived as a stranger with nothing but a fake name and a broken heart.And now, she was kneeling in the cold street with a gun pointed at her head."I have to go up there," I whispered.I grabbed the thick edges of Guillermo's heavy coat and pushed it off my shoulders. I shifted my weight, trying to move out from under him so I could stand up and go to the ladder.Before I could even lift my knees, a large hand clamped around my wrist like an iron trap."No," Guillermo stated.It didn't sound like a request. It was a dark, absolute law.I looked down at him. His face was pale and covered in dried gray mud, but his grip on my arm was terrifyingly strong. His eyes were wide open
Huling Na-update: 2026-10-18
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