Claimed By The Mafia Rogue King (Snow and Cupid) novel Chapter 121

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“Can I stay with Dove tonight?” I asked Eshan, who paused in his tracks and turned to me “You know I’m interrogating Rasha tomorrow and I want to get information about her and prepare. It’s my first time, and Dove says she can help me. She’s a reporter. good at things like that.”

Eshan didn’t speak. He just looked at me, and for one terrifying heartbeat, I thought he’d see straight through the lie.

“Call Dad and tell him. I’ll speak to my brothers, he said at last, stepping closer to kiss my hair before walking off, leaving me swallowing hard.

I didn’t even realize I’d been holding my breath until he disappeared from view. I exhaled shakily and leaned against the wall, alone in the ball, when footsteps echoed and Dove appeared with her team.

I rushed forward to pull her aside.

“Hey, I thought you left with your brother,” she said, and I nodded quickly.

“They might call. If they do, tell them I’m asleep. I said I’d be spending the night at your place.” I pulled away to head toward the exit, but she caught my wrist and turned me around.

“So where are you going?”

“Somewhere. I’ll be safe,” I murmured, and left.

Outside H.O.W.L, late at night, I pulled out my phone and dialed him. Cupid.

He picked up at the first ring, almost instantly, like he’d been waiting. The soft hum of a car engine filled the silence.

“Hi,” he said, his voice rolling through me with the cool night air, settling something restless inside me.

“Where are you?” I asked quietly.

“Ahead.”

I swallowed and kept the line open as I walked out to the sidewalk. I looked forward and. there he was, leaning against his car.

I froze for a moment, breath catching at the sight of him actually waiting for me. Our

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agreement suddenly felt real

Tonight, he was dressed too casually for a man like him. Sheakers. A fitted shirt that clung to his body, showing every line of the physique I admired, I walked toward him, eyes never leaving him, until I noticed the attention he drew

Women passing by slowed to stare. Men glanced at the car and then at him.

A sharp pang of jealousy shot through me, fast and irrational. I got irritated.

Without greeting him, I headed straight for the car, opened the door myself, and got in.

He stayed outside for a moment, probably wondering what just happened. Then he got in, settled behind the wheel, and turned slowly toward me.

“You okay?” he asked, his voice low and tender beneath the gravel,

“Let’s go,” I said, not trusting myself to speak more. Fear curled inside me, no, not fear. Something more fragile.

He was handsome. Too handsome. Too wealthy. Too everything. What if another woman, someone without any broken past like mine, took him away? What if… what if I wasn’t his type at all?

“Hey…” His voice came soft as his hand lifted to my chin, gently turning my face toward him. His green eyes studied me, quiet and unwavering. For a long moment, I was helpless beneath that gaze.

Then his pupils widened slightly, amused.

“You’re jealous?”

“Shouldn’t I be?” I murmured back, serious.

The amusement faded. I pulled away, looking toward the window, clutching my bag as panic rose in my chest.

Silence settled between us. He didn’t drive. I could feel his gaze still on me.

Finally, he started the engine but looked at me first.

“Kiss me.”

The command froze me. I turned to him with a small frown, but the look in his eyes made every thought dissolve, and I leaned in, pressing my lips softly to his. He opened up, claiming the kiss gently.

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He pulled back just an inch, searching my eyes, then kissed me again lightly.

“You look beautiful when you’re jealous.”

He smiled and eased the car onto the road.

As we drove, his palm came to rest on my thigh steady and warm. I relaxed into the seat, breathing out slowly, watching the night blur past the window.

Then a billboard came into view. The Sweet Gossip Feed. Claudia was reporting something about Hal. The sight made me swallow hard and look away.

Cupid kept his eyes on the road, his expression cooled, controlled. Too calm. Too confident. I wondered how someone could look like that after everything.

“You didn’t tell me you have a real name,” I said softly. “I met your brother. He calls you Jahan.”

For a moment, I thought he hadn’t heard me. Then he nodded, glancing briefly my way.

“It means ‘My world.‘ My birth mom gave it to me. She said I was her whole world.” A soft smile touched his lips, and for the first time, I saw something raw flicker in his eyes. “She’s my world too. My rogue family is my world. Marlik, Yasmin, their mother. After I was adopted, I went through the rituals to become a Godlike, and my dad changed my name to Cupid.”

I was still absorbing that when he turned into the same exclusive club where we’d first had our oral sex, where everything between us had changed.

Cupid stopped the car before the quiet entrance and looked at me like he was saying we were here. Then he leaned in to brush a kiss on my lips.

“Let’s go in,” he murmured before stepping out.

He walked around, opened my door, and extended his hand. I took it, and he helped me out before his palm slid to my lower back as we approached the guards.

They bowed as we passed.

Inside, more men hurried forward, but Cupid raised a hand.

“Stand down. It’s fine.”

He guided me toward the elevator, the same one from that unforgettable night and we stepped in together.

The moment the doors slid shut, his hand left my waist and slid straight down to palm my

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ass, fingers digging in possessively. I swallowed hard, trying to keep my breathing steady as the elevator began its slow ascent.

He didn’t wait. His grip tightened, squeezing hard enough to make me gasp. A shaky sigh escaped me before I could stop it.

Then his other hand was on my breast, cupping the heavy weight through my dress, thumb dragging roughly over my already stiff nipple, My eyes fluttered shut, a low moan catching in my throat.

I knew, right then, that tonight his thick, hard cock was going to slam into me over and over until I couldn’t walk straight tomorrow.