All Chapters of Savage Heart: Chapter 1 - Chapter 3

‘This place isn't for someone like you, Milaya. You'll lose your fucking mind if you go inside.’ The warning echoed ominously in my mind. I'd heard that statement many times from Pedro. Ten times tonight if I'd not lost counting, yet he couldn't kick me out of his Red House. Perhaps he was too afraid of what might happen if I reported him to my brother, Carlos. It wouldn't be a child’s play. Maybe he'd lose an eye or two for defying me. That would be a price to pay for defying the Mafia overlord's sister.My eyes scrutinized the fitting room, searching for his figure. There were many exhibitionists and strippers, both males and females in the room. Their bodies were barely covered with the leather lingerie they were wearing. If not because of the situation, I wouldn't have stepped a foot into the Red House knowing what being here would cost me—everything. This place was where you called hell. A sweet hunting ground. All dirty work was done at a place like this, mobsters, gangsters,

Carlos and I needed to talk.I waited for thirty minutes, hoping that cold son of a bitch would come downstairs and explain what puzzled me, but he left me to stew over our unfinished conversation. I was furious.“Take this medicine. It should alleviate the pain.” Rosetta extended a small white container from the first aid box.I opened the container. “How many pills?” I didn’t wait for an answer before taking out two pills and shoving them into my mouth. I crushed each pill with rage and swallowed hard.“Stop, Sia. One pill is enough—” She shouted, her voice tinged with concern.I didn’t care to respond. She ground her teeth, disappointment clear on her face, before rising to her feet.“I’m in so much pain. I need something to get rid of this awful sensation.”Rosetta, probably in her late forties, was like a mother to every man here. She always showed concern whenever anyone got hurt.“You’ll be fine.”Guilt washed over me like cold water as I thought about Pedro again. “Pedro died