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CHAPTER NINE: THE SMILE OF A SNAKE
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BLOOD DEBT, BRAVE HEART CHAPTER TEN: BLOOD ON THE FLOOR
“Diego!”My scream echoed through the hallway as he dropped to one knee, his hand clutching his side. Blood soaked through his white shirt like red ink on paper.I ran to him, heart pounding, legs shaking.“Don’t move,” I whispered, pressing my hands over the wound.He hissed through his teeth. “It’s not deep.”“You’re bleeding all over the floor—how is that not deep?!”“I’ve had worse,” he muttered, trying to push himself up.“Then you’re not healing right.”Valentina was gone. Like a ghost in the night. Slipped past his guards. Slipped past the cameras.She had this planned.And we walked right into it.Diego’s men came rushing in seconds later, shouting orders into radios, scanning the halls for her.But I knew she wouldn’t be caught.Not yet.Valentina didn’t strike unless she already had a way out.She probably had someone waiting in a car. Or maybe she knew a hidden passage. Hell, she probably flirted with one of the guards and got a copy of the key.She always had a plan B.Die
BLOOD DEBT, BRAVE HEART CHAPTER NINE: THE SMILE OF A SNAKE
I stared at the text message until my fingers went numb.You okay, babe? Heard something went wrong at the club.How did Valentina know?I never told her.No one did.Only Diego, his men… and the people who were there.My hands trembled as I typed back.Where did you hear that?She replied fast.Girl, don’t stress. Javier told me. He said you freaked out and ran. Poor thing. You need sleep and wine! Want me to come over? My stomach turned.So Javier told her?Or maybe…She was just pretending.Just covering her tracks.I remembered how she looked the day she came to do my hair. How she stared around Diego’s house like it already belonged to her.How she touched the armrest where Diego sat.How her smile never reached her eyes.I knew that smile now.It was the smile of a snake.I didn’t sleep that night.I lay on my bed staring at the ceiling while shadows moved across it like ghosts. My body was sore. My heart was heavier than ever.The memory of Diego’s hand gripping mine… that had
BLOOD DEBT, BRAVE HEART CHAPTER EIGHT: RUN FOR YOUR LIFE
The tray crashed to the floor, shattering into a thousand pieces.My heart stopped beating for a second. I looked up and Santiago’s eyes locked onto mine—dark, sharp, deadly.“She’s the one,” he said, standing slowly from his chai. “Diego’s girl.”The men around him stiffened. Their hands moved to their jacket pockets where I knew Guns were hidden. I didn’t think. I turned and ran.People screamed as I shoved past dancers and waitresses. Lights blurred. Music pulsed like a war drum in my ears.I didn’t dare look back.I couldn’t.Gunshots cracked behind me.Pop! Pop! Pop!I ducked low, my heart racing. My foot slipped on a puddle of spilled drink, and I fell to the floor.Pain shot through my knees, but I scrambled up and kept running. I had to get out.I saw a hallway up ahead. At the end was a heavy door. I ran toward it, my legs shaking. I pushed it open and found a dark metal stairwell. My high heels clicked loudly on the concrete steps as I stumbled down. My legs burned, and my
BLOOD DEBT, BRAVE HEART CHAPTER SEVEN: SECRETS AT MIDNIGHT
“Open the gate!”Javier’s shout sliced through the quiet night. I jumped out of bed, my heart racing like a drum. I ran to the window, my bare feet cold against the floor. Outside, under the bright gate lights, I saw Javier. His hoodie was wet with sweat, and his chest was moving fast, like he’d been running. Even from my room, I could see fear in his eyes. He looked desperate, like something terrible was chasing him. “Maya!” he shouted again, fists pounding on the metal bars. “Please! I need to talk to you!”“Shit,” I whispered.I didn’t even think to grab shoes.I bolted out of my room, flew down the stairs, and burst through the front door.One of Diego’s guards stopped me at the bottom of the porch steps. “You can’t—”“He’s my friend,” I said, pushing past him. “Let me talk to him.”Another guard moved to stop me, but Diego’s voice rang out behind us, cold and sharp.“Let her.”I turned.He stood at the doorway, arms crossed, watching everything like a hawk. Barefoot. Shirtless
BLOOD DEBT, BRAVE HEART CHAPTER SIX: SECONDS FROM DEATH
I froze.The office door creaked open—just an inch—but it was enough to make my heart pound so loud I could hear it in my ears. My chest felt tight, like I couldn’t get enough air. My heart slammed so hard I thought it would break my ribs.Voices drifted in from the hallway. A man’s. Deep. Serious. Then a woman’s—soft, flirtatious, like she was trying to charm someone. They were right outside the door. I panicked and slipped behind the long, heavy curtain by the bookshelf. I pulled it closed as quietly as I could, careful not to make the fabric rustle. My hands shook as I held the small burner phone in my pocket. That phone had photos—proof that could get me in big trouble. Proof that could get me killed.The door opened all the way.Footsteps.Two pairs.First, I heard high heels clicking on the floor. Then the heavy thud of men’s shoes—loafers, I think.They entered the office like they owned it.They probably did.“Close the door,” the man said.It clicked shut behind them. I he
BLOOD DEBT, BRAVE HEART CHAPTER FIVE: GLASS SMILES AND GUNS IN BACK POCKETS
The second I walked into Club Viento, I knew I didn’t fit in.The music pounded in my ears, so loud it shook my chest. Bright lights flashed, making my eyes hurt. The people looked too perfect, like they belonged in a movie. Women in short dresses and bright red lipstick moved like they owned the place. Men in fancy suits stood in dark corners, talking quietly, their eyes sharp and cold. This place felt dangerous, like a trap hidden under shiny decorations.I took a deep breath and walked toward the bar, trying to stay calm. Remembered what Diego told me before I came here:“Act invisible, but don’t look afraid. Smile, but don’t look like a whore. Listen more than you speak. And never—never—get caught in the VIP section—no matter what.”Those rules sounded easy when he said them, but now, in this crowded club, they felt impossible. I was dressed like a bottle girl in a tight black skirt and a white shirt, my heart racing like it wanted to escape my body.“Hey, newbie,” a waitress his
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