Chapter 130

CAMILA'S POV Like a scream, the bullet ripped through the dense silence. Before I could even process it, El Diablo collapsed onto the chilly marble floor, his eyes wide and lifeless. With a dull clang that reverberated throughout the room like a death knell, the gun fell out of my hands and struck the floor. As though a storm had descended upon me, my chest felt constricted. I expected this moment to feel different. I pictured a rush, a surge of victory engulfing me, a fire igniting within me. However, all I sensed was a cold, heavy weight bearing down. It was a hollow victory, but I now owned the empire he had forged with blood and iron. With a sharp click of his boots on the floor, Luis entered. He watched the dead body in silence for a while. He then gave me a sly smile that made my skin crawl. He slid into a chair as if he were getting comfortable for a long night and remarked, "That was fast." I gave him a glance. "Quick? Do you believe that this was merely a game? His amused eyes