All Chapters of Burn Loot: Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

There was a sharp ringing in Dino’s ear as the echo of the gunshot faded.Blood dripped down his sleeve. His shoulder burned, a hot, searing pain spreading through his arm. Alejandro's face twisted in rage and defiance as he staggered, still holding the smoking gun.Elena gasped, grabbing Dino’s arm and pressing her hands against the wound.“Dino—”But Dino’s eyes were locked on Alejandro.The bastard was still standing. Still breathing.The Final StandoffAlejandro coughed blood but managed a smirk.“I told you… this isn’t over.”Dino exhaled, steadying himself.Alejandro’s hand shook as he raised the gun again, aiming for Dino’s head.One of us dies here tonight.The thought rang loud and clear in Dino’s mind.Before Alejandro could pull the trigger, a shot rang out.But it wasn’t from Alejandro’s gun.Alejandro’s body jerked violently. His eyes widened in shock.A bullet tore through his hand.He screamed, the gun clattering to the floor.Elena turned, her hands trembling—holding

The street was eerily quiet as Dino, Elena, and Senator Raul Cortez disappeared into the shadows.Behind them, the wreckage of their ambush still smoldered—two destroyed cars, bodies on the pavement, and blood staining the asphalt.Dino’s body was tense. This wasn’t over. Not even close.Elena glanced at Cortez, her breath still uneven. “Why are you helping us?”The senator gave a measured smile. “Because we have a common enemy.”Dino wasn’t convinced. Nothing in this world was free.But right now? They needed an exit.So he followed Cortez without a word.A Safe Haven or a Trap?Cortez led them through a series of hidden backstreets until they reached a non-descript black sedan waiting near an abandoned warehouse.A driver was already inside.Cortez motioned for them to enter. “Get in.”Dino hesitated.He looked at Elena. They had no other option.So he climbed into the car, keeping his gun ready.The doors locked.And the car sped into the night.A Proposition in the DarkThe silenc

The weight of Alejandro’s words hung in the air like a noose."Trade your woman for your mother."Dino stood motionless in his dimly lit office; the only sound was the slow ticking of the clock on the wall. He had expected Alejandro to play dirty, but this?This was war.His fists clenched as he stared at the phone, veins pulsing beneath his skin. There was no choice. He wouldn't trade Elena.But he also wouldn't let his mother rot in Sanchez's hands.A Dangerous PropositionDino exhaled slowly and picked up his phone. There was one man who could help him without asking for a price he couldn’t pay.Senator Vargas.The senator had been a client of Dino’s security firm for years—a man with power, connections, and a grudge against Sanchez.Dino dialed his number. The line rang twice before clicking.“Mr. DeLuca,” the senator’s deep voice answered. “I assume this is urgent.”Dino didn’t waste time. “Sanchez took my mother. He’s keeping her in Mexico.”A pause. Then, “And what exactly do y

The Ghost from the PastDino stood frozen at the threshold of the grand room, his pulse a slow, dangerous drumbeat in his ears.Miguel.The man he had once trusted. The man who had vanished years ago.Now, he was here, alive, seated at the head of the cartel’s empire.Dino’s mind raced. Sanchez was no longer in charge—Miguel was.Alejandro smirked beside him. “Surprised, hermano?”Dino didn’t answer. His silence was razor-sharp.Miguel leaned forward, a glass of whiskey in his hand. He studied Dino, his expression unreadable. “It’s been a long time.”Dino’s voice was cold. “Not long enough.”Miguel chuckled. “You always had a sharp tongue.” He took a slow sip, then gestured to the empty seat across from him. “Sit. Let’s talk like old friends.”Dino didn’t move. He wasn’t here for negotiations.He was here for Elena. For his mother. And for revenge.Alejandro sighed dramatically. “Still so tense.” He strolled over to the bar, pouring himself a drink. “Let’s make this easy. You give us

A Desperate EscapeThe night air was thick with smoke and blood. Gunfire rattled in the distance, echoing through the compound as bodies littered the ground. Dino’s vision swayed as he and Elena staggered toward the south gate. The gunshot wound in his shoulder throbbed with every step, but he forced himself forward, driven by sheer will.Elena’s grip on him was tight, her breathing uneven. “Just a little further,” she whispered, her voice trembling.Dino gritted his teeth, ignoring the burning pain. He wasn’t worried about himself. Sanchez was still out there.Every second counted.They reached the outer courtyard, where the shadows stretched long under the flickering floodlights. Dino’s earpiece crackled, and Tomas’ voice cut through the static.“We’ve got movement—get ready.”Dino barely had time to react before a figure emerged from the darkness.A gun raised.Elena gasped, gripping Dino’s arm.Dino reached for his own weapon—Too slow.A gunshot rang out.A body collapsed.But it