Claimed By The Mafia Rogue King (Snow and Cupid) novel Chapter 133

Chapter 133

Cupid

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I’m drenched in sweat when I finally step back and survey the bedroom I’ve spent the last hour perfecting.

The low, crimson lighting bathes everything in heat. Thick steel chains hang from the reinforced ceiling beam, glinting like promises.

On the nightstand, velvet–lined leather cuffs lie open and waiting. For wrists, ankles, throat. Beside them, a row of toys gleams. A thick, veined dildo curved just right for her G–spot; a sleek silver vibrator with a wicked flared base; a set of heavy anal plugs, graduated in size, their jeweled ends winking in the half–light.

A bottle of warmed lube stands ready, cap already loosened. The sheets are black silk, cool, unforgiving, perfect for the mess we’re about to make.

I draw one slow breath, and her name slams into me like a drug.

Snow.

Snowflakes.

I see her instantly. Pale wrists locked in those cuffs, back arched, thighs spread wide while the chains hold her exactly where I want her. I see tears on her lashes and my cum dripping down her trembling legs.

I see her mouth open around a broken moan when I finally let the biggest dildo stretch that tight little pussy while the vibrator buzzes mercilessly against her swollen clit.

My cock jerks, already aching, at the thought.

Just one woman. Only ever her.

Asking her to go official with me is a big move and I wonder how my father will react to it.

I drag a hand over my face, exhale hard, and step out of the room, pulling the door close and I head to my desk, settling down behind it. I was about to pick up a pen when my cellphone rang. I glance at the screen to see it’s my father. Quickly, I answer.

“Father…”

“Come down here, son. Now.” He disconnects immediately, and I go still, wondering what could have happened.

Yesterday, I’d made the launders of money and everything went well. Now I wonder why he sounds so urgent. I get up from the chair and walk out, heading into the elevator and riding it down.

Outside my strip club, I head to my car, open the door, and settle behind the wheel. I ride out, silent and focused.

The night before yesterday was the best yet. We had fucked, and she gave me exactly what I wanted. Brave, beautiful lass if you me. She definitely knows what she wants and how to take it.

The ride is smooth until I arrive at Godlike Pack, where nothing feels smooth. The tension in the air hits me hard enough to make me double–park before alighting.

ask

I head into the hall, emerging into the living room before realizing everyone is in the study. Slowly I walk in and see my dad seated

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behind his table, eyes fixed on a document.

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Everyone is there. My two elder sisters and my younger sister, Almira, who rushes into my arms. I kiss her cheek briefly before pulling away to bow to my father, wondering what happened.

“You poured how much money into the legal business?” he asks instead of greeting me.

“Forty percent of the illegal cash.”

“It went well?”

“Yes, sir,” I reply. “The net worth of Godlike Legal Empire leveled up after the transactions.”

“Then explain this to me.” He flings the papers to my feet. I swallow, bending to pick them up.

A receipt of gambling. Almost the entire forty percent I put in is gone, and the net worth of Godlike Pack is back to normal.

I look up at my father, whose jaw is set. He nods toward Yenda.

“This good–for–nothing son of mine gambled the money away.”

My shoulders nearly sag in disbelief. That’s a lie.

“It’s almost a billion. How is that possible?” I demand, and we all turn to Yenda. He has dark circles under his eyes, lowered like he’s guilty but I know it’s only because he’s in front of Father. The moment Dad leaves, he’ll be arrogant again.

“I owe a debt too. Father, I’m sorry. I only borrowed it so…”

He’s pleading when my father suddenly sweeps everything off the table, items scattering as he stands, furious.

“You borrowed the money? A billion? Do you have any idea how that money was made? The sleepless nights the underworld workers put in? The exhaustion of glancing over their shoulders for danger? So you can act CEO and safe in public and now you gamble it away? How dare you?!”

Everyone freezes, but my elder sister Lindy speaks up.

“Father, please forgive Yenda. You can’t be yelling at him because of some rogue who…”

“Finish that word and you will be on house arrest. Something even your husband won’t be able to stop.” He cuts her off sharply, and she swallows the rest of her defense.

A thick silence drops, heavy and suffocating, until Father turns to me.

“You will handle the legal finances from now on, Cupid.”

I go cold at that. Gasps echo. Yenda stares at Father in stunned disbelief. Handling the illegal finances and ensuring deliveries is what I do but legal too?

“Father, this is outrageous. What if I need money? You mean I’ll be asking some orphan for permission?” Catherine demands in shock.

“That orphan is your younger brother, and his name is Cupid. If you want to remain acknowledged as a Godlike, start showing respect. When your crazy husband was a filthy and petty robber, who saved his stupid ass? Cupid.” He snaps, and Catherine steps back in shame. Father returns to the table and picks up another document. “Come sign.”

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I hesitate, not because I can’t do it, but because it’s a lot. Still, going to extreme limits is what I do. I walk forward and reach for the pen when Yenda suddenly drops to his knees, clutching Father’s feet.

“Father, please. I beg you grant me one chance. Please, I beg you,”

He knows it. If I sign that document, I will literally call all the shots in Godlike Legal Empire. Too much power on my shoulders.

I have done it once during the death of Hanna Bilions.

Silence reigns as he begs helplessly. Father exhales heavily, looks away, thinks for a swift moment, then nods.

“Last chance. Or you lose everything you were supposed to inherit.” His voice is cold, final.

Yenda breathes in relief. I step back when suddenly footsteps pound down the hallway. Desmond appears in the doorway, eyes on

1. me.

“Cupid, there’s an update.”

At that, I turn to my father, who nods for

at her as she searches my eyes.

me to go. I head out immediately, but Almira grabs my wrist. I pause sharply, looking down

“You went on a business trip without telling

me and you returned without coming to see me. Cupid…”

“Later,” I say softly, kissing her cheek before pulling away. I head out, and Desmond catches up quickly.

“You’ve seen the news? The death of Rasha?”

I stop in my tracks, staring at him like he’s speaking nonsense.

“She died?”

“Well, you know she would died, don’t you?”

I frown, realization settling in. I actually did not know she died. She was dangerous as they claim.

only supposed to be bait to see if Feroz is as crazy and

“Snipers shot into H.O.W.L and killed Rasha during interrogation. Crazy stuff. She died immediately and…”

“What?”

“What?”

“You said she died during interrogation. Is…” my heart skips violently. “Snow is the one scheduled to interrogate her. Goodness…”

I yank out my phone and call Snow. She picks up after the second ring.

“Cupid…”

“Where are you?” I cut her off quickly. I need to see her with my own eyes to know she’s okay. “Tell me where you are.”

“I’m heading somewhere, Cupid. It’s work. Let’s talk later, okay?”

I go still, listening.

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“Where are you headed?”

“It’s confidential. Let’s… let’s…” her voice starts breaking, and I press the phone tighter to my ear.

“Snow? Snow?”

“Cupid… can you hear me?” her voice cracks again. “It’s about the case. I’ll call once i get back.”

Case. Wait.

Is she going after Feroz?

A cold chill runs down my spine. I grip the cellphone hard and issue one order as my heart seizes.

“Go back.”

“What?”

“Snow, go back!”

“Hello? Cupid… I… I can’t hear you…”

The line cuts off. I go still, staring at nothing before setting my jaw.

If she’s heading anywhere, it has to be Feroz’s den and that’s dangerous. That man is a drug lord.

I rush to my car, knuckles whitening at the thought of anything happening to Snow. Desmond closes in.

“Keep my tracks on. I’ll be in touch,” I said going into my car but then after sitting, I said. “Keep the news about Rasha’s death from Marlik. He must not know until he’s out.”

“Yes Boss.”