Juanita knew it was only a matter of time before she would come across Angel in the camp, especially if Adelita gave her one of the jobs that the MC was involved in. That was the reason she was sitting across from the woman now. She figured confronting the rebel leader with her lies was still easier than facing her brother.

"I haven't been honest about my family," she confessed. Her hands laid calmly in her lap. She wasn't nervous, she believed this was the best decision and would accept the consequences. "They're not dead. Only my mom is."

Adelita raised her eyebrows. She didn't say a word.

"I found out that my father had been working for the Galindo cartel in the past. I was shocked – he knew the destruction that man had caused and the fact that he was able to work for him made me despise him. I couldn't live in that house any longer, his secret was crushing me and I wished I had never found out about the truth. We got into a few arguments and when he got violent I left, I didn't want my brothers to know about the cartel. Our mom had just died, my youngest brother had been sent to prison... Their lives were difficult enough. That was eight years ago, I ran and never talked to my brothers again." She took a deep breath, her story had just poured out. It had been eight years since she had said anything; she held Adelita's glance as she prepared herself to drop the last bombshell. "Angel is my brother."

The woman's eyes widened. "The Mayan?"

She nodded. "I still want to serve the cause, but I don't wanna go anywhere near to him. I like the way things are now. I don't want him to know that I'm here, or the secret our father is hiding – especially not now that we're at war with the cartel ourselves. It would make things unnecessary complicated. My life is fine, I have no need for a family reunion," she stressed.

Adelita studied her face. "Am I making a mistake for trusting him and the MC?"

She shook her head. "No. Angel's heart is in the right place. He's loyal to his beliefs. As am I, Adelita. Angel's arrival complicates things, but I still want to bring Galindo to his knees. All I ask for, is that I am not given any tasks that have anything to do with my brother. Please Adelita. There will be a day when I tell him why I left, but not now, not now he's in this shit up to his eyeballs. More family drama is the last thing he needs."

Adelita nodded. "Fine. I appreciate your frankness. You have my permission to stay away from Angel and the other Mayans." She turned to the side and took a pile of pamphlets from the table. "Distribute these across the border tonight."

Juanita took the pile and nodded her head in gratefulness as she turned around and left the tent.

"Where are you going?" Camila asked as Juanita grabbed some things and put them in her bag.

"Santo Pedro. Got some pamphlets to spread."

"You want me to come with you?"

She shook her head. "Nah, already asked some of the others."

Since Camila had caught her kiss with Coco a few days ago, there was a new obsessive look in her eyes that was giving Juanita the jitters. She was trying not to be alone with her too much, because of the trauma most of the rebels had gone through, there were many people suffering from some kind of mental illness and it had never bothered her before. But Camila's glances became intenser with the day; she wasn't sure what the girl would do and if it really came to a fight, she wasn't afraid that she would lose, but the tension was still nerve-racking. She hated the feeling of having to look over her shoulder all the time. Who knows what a jealous girl suffering from PTSD was capable of. There was no way to guess her behavior.

She forced a smile and left the camp, heading to one of the off-road vehicles that were parked off to the side of the compound. They would be taking two cars, so they were harder to follow just in case things went wrong. Apart from that, Juanita didn't plan to come back tonight at all. Her lips curled into a smirk. No, she had planned a whole different night...

As darkness blanketed the town, Juanita and the others spread their pamphlets. Although it was close to midnight when they were finished, she still stood out front of the apartment now, the same one that she had snuck out of a few days ago. Back then it had felt safer, but she doubted Angel would show up this late. She knocked at the door and waited, leaning against the door frame nonchalantly. There was a light on, so he should be home at least. Hopefully, without company.

Since the moment they had kissed, she was having an awfully hard time getting him out of her head. She didn't know what it was about him – he wasn't very handsome, but his attitude and those rough edges made him sexy as hell and she couldn't wait to see his face.

The door opened on the latch. Suspicious eyes peered outside, until he recognized her.

"Ey. You here?" he asked with a smirk.

"Missed ya Cruz."

He didn't open the door further. "Yea? What'd you missed girl?" There was a ornery look in his eyes, making him hard to read.

"Hmm... coulda been that arrogant voice of yours." She teased.

"Your phone broke now eh, idiota?"

Juanita pushed her shoulder against the door so it swung open, ignoring the man staring her down. She stepped inside, nudging the wood behind her so it closed again. Coco was leaning against the wall, a confident smirk crossing his face that made her tingle. Although she wanted nothing more than to grab him by his collar and take what she wanted from him, she didn't. She moved farther into his apartment, coming to a stop when she was across from him and leaned back against the countertop, her ankles crossed.

With a hungry looked they stared at each other.

"Whatcha doin' here, Nightingale?"

"Testing your self-control."

"Thinkin' pretty high of yourself there nena. Good luck. I got nothin' wrong with that."

"We'll see. You really think you can stay away longer than me?"

"Uh-uh. View's not bad. Besides you came to me."

Man, that grin. She felt her teeth bite into her lip as she took in his cocky smirk. She wanted to press her lips against his so badly. "Wanna bet?"

"If you're so keen on losin' money... why not? Fifty?"

"Deal."

She leaned back, staring provokingly at him. He kept his focus on her, but he didn't let it wander across her body. Slowly she started to unbutton her blouse, hoping to draw a reaction. To her discontent, he didn't move a muscle, he just kept staring at her, the intense look never leaving his eyes. With a hand she raked through her hair, sweeping it across her shoulder and began to toy with it. The fingers of her other hand traced lines across her upper body, sliding her shirt off her shoulder as her fingers continued their path along the slope of her breast, letting the bra strap slip, following the same path as her shirt.

Man, that guy really has an iron will. If she hadn't seen this hungry, excited look in his eyes, he would probably have been making her feel insecure.

He crossed his arms, leaning back relaxed. The wolfish smirk crossing his face made a fire spread through her core. She had never done anything like this before, but then again she had never felt such tension like this before. She felt powerful.

"Fuck the money." She pushed away from the wall, but before she could take a step, he was standing in front of her; pushing her back into the counter. His lips crashed down on hers, his tongue slipping between them and she let out a satisfied groan as his rough hands moved across her stomach, until they settled across her ribcage, teasing her as they slipped beneath the edges of her bra.

"I want you, Cruz," she murmured against his lips.

His only answer was given in the form of his lips travelling their way down her neck. With skilled fingers he unhooked her bra and took her breasts in his hands. She bit her lip as his rough fingers found their way to her nipples, and his teeth sank into the flesh of her shoulder.

Juanita pulled him closer, desperate to feel the man in front of her.

"You'll get me girl," he answered, the promise sliding seductively from his lips. "You're gonna get me so hard and deep that your gonna be feelin' me for a week."

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Hey all,

It took some time, but I finally know which direction I want this story to go. :) So that means more updates than the past months, haha! Please comment, I'd love to hear from you!