All Chapters of Burn Loot: Chapter 61 - Chapter 70

The Pursuit BeginsThe night air was thick with tension as Dino led Isabella and Elena through the darkened alleyways behind the abandoned warehouse. Elena’s body was weak, but she was alert, her sharp eyes scanning every shadow. Isabella walked beside them, silent but strong.Dino knew they had little time.Sanchez’s parting words echoed in his mind."Kill them all."It was only a matter of minutes before his men would descend upon them like wolves.Dino’s mind worked fast. They couldn’t escape the city—not yet. Sanchez’s reach was everywhere. The only advantage they had was that Dino knew the streets better than any of Sanchez’s men.“We need to get to my safe house,” Dino murmured.“There’s no time,” Isabella whispered. “Sanchez will expect that.”Dino hesitated.She was right.Sanchez knew his tactics. He would have his men waiting at every possible exit route, expecting them to run.But what if they didn’t?Dino’s mind clicked. The docks.Not for escape—for the fight.If they cou

Dino sat in the armored SUV, gripping the steering wheel so hard his knuckles turned white. His father had been a bodyguard for Sanchez. And Sanchez had killed him. The revelation burned in his chest like wildfire. The letter he had found—the one his father had written to his mother—was the final proof. Sanchez had orchestrated everything. His betrayal wasn’t just about control. It wasn’t just about power. It was personal. Elena, sitting beside him, watched his expression carefully. She reached over, placing her hand on his. “Dino,” she said softly. “We’ll make him pay.” Dino took a slow breath. “Not just pay. He’s going to feel what it’s like to have his world ripped apart.” Outside, the city lights blurred past. Tonight, they were going after Isabella. And if the information was correct, they were also going after Lorenzo. The Last Moretti Tomás’ voice came through the earpiece. “We’ve got confirmation. Lorenzo is still inside the prison. Minimum security. Looks like

A Family’s ShadowThe night was thick with tension. Dino stood at the head of the war table, his fingers pressing into the polished wood. Maps, blueprints, and surveillance images were spread before him.Elena sat beside him, scanning the images. Lorenzo leaned against the wall, his arms crossed. He looked too comfortable for a man about to march into hell.Tomas tapped his tablet. “We have confirmation. Sanchez is holding Isabella in the underground level of his resort.”Dino exhaled sharply. He had expected as much, but hearing it confirmed made his blood boil.“Security?” Elena asked.“Extreme,” Tomas replied. “Infrared sensors, motion detectors, and guards at every entrance. They want us to walk into a trap.”Lorenzo smirked. “That’s the thing about traps—they work best when the prey doesn’t know it’s coming.”Dino eyed him. “You sound too confident.”Lorenzo shrugged. “I’ve been in that hellhole before.”Elena glanced up, surprised. “You’ve been inside the resort?”Lorenzo’s smir

The explosion had subsided, there was debris scattered across the floor and smoke curling from the broken walls.Dino tightened his grip on Isabella, steadying her as she swayed. The air in the ruined chamber was filled with dust. Lorenzo stood beside him, tense and calculating.Alejandro stood tall, a pistol in his hand, his lips curled into a mocking smirk. Behind him, Sanchez loomed in the shadows, a glass of whiskey in hand, as if watching an entertaining play.Alejandro chuckled, tapping his gun against his palm. “What’s wrong, little brother? Did you really think you could storm in here and take what’s mine?”Dino’s jaw clenched. His mother was not a possession.“You’re a coward, Alejandro,” Dino said coldly. “Always hiding behind your father’s name, his power, his schemes. You never could stand on your own.”Alejandro’s smirk flickered, rage flashing behind his eyes.“You think you’re better than me?” Alejandro’s voice was low, dangerous. “Don’t forget, Dino, we were raised und

The gunshot echoed through the room, reverberating off the walls like a thunderclap.Blood splattered across his pristine white shirt as he staggered against the table behind him, knocking over a glass that shattered upon impact. Alejandro jerked back, a cry of pain ripping from his throat. Elena’s breath came in ragged gasps, her hands still gripping the gun with trembling fingers. She had aimed for his chest—but had she hit her mark?Dino, already moving, lunged forward. His mind barely processed anything beyond the instinct to reach Elena before Alejandro could retaliate.But Alejandro’s reaction was not what anyone expected.Instead of collapsing to the floor, he laughed.A dark, cruel chuckle that sent shivers up Elena’s spine.He lifted his hand from his shoulder, now drenched in blood, and looked at her with something disturbingly close to admiration. "That was a good shot, sweetheart."He was still standing. Still breathing.Dino reached Elena, gripping her arm as he shielded