Claimed By The Mafia Rogue King (Snow and Cupid) novel Chapter 142

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The red light turned yellow, then shifted to green. The car began to move again, and Cupid continued driving. This time, he wasn’t taking me home.

Silence fell between us, heavy and suffocating. I tried to gather myself. He had been worried about me, furious that I had risked my life just to solve the case.

I lowered my gaze, trying to find a moment of peace, trying to tell him this isn’t just any case but the one that involves Marlik, but the harder I tried, the more it slipped through my fingers. The more unbearable everything felt.

Gently, I reached for his arm, soft, tentative but he didn’t give me a single fraction of attention. His eyes stayed fixed on the road.

“Cupid, I’m sorry,” I whispered. “Cupid?”

“It’s fine,” he said, dismissively.

I stared at him, frustration rising in my

chest.

“I apologized, Cupid. Why are you being difficult?”

“Difficult? Really?”

My shoulders sagged under the weight of his brief glare. I shook my head, exhausted.

“I’m sorry. I won’t do that ever again. Can’t you let it go now?” I pleaded, hoping he would soften. But he didn’t. He only set his jaw and slowly leaned back in his seat.

“Take the wheel for a while,” he murmured, letting out a shaky breath.

I reached forward and took the wheel carefully, but my eyes were glued to his face instead of the road, worry building, questions rising.

Before I could make sense of what I was seeing, he sat up again and pulled the car over himself, since I clearly wasn’t concentrating. He lowered his gaze to the wheel, and my clenched when his posture faltered.

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He looked weak.

Horror washed through me instantly.

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He stayed still for a long moment, as if regaining strength. When he finally lifted his head, there was a faint pallor to his face, and I froze in disbelief.

“Cupid?”

“I’m fine,” he murmured.

I stared at him like he had just said something ridiculous.

“You call this fine?” Before he could stop me, I reached for his shirt and lifted it, exposing the spot where he had been shot. The wound had healed, but the purple streak surrounding it told me everything.

“The bullet had silver,” I whispered, stunned.

He tugged his shirt back down without responding.

“Cupid,” I breathed.

He finally looked at me, waiting.

“You lied to me,” I said in disbelief. “You told me that bullet had no silver.”

He didn’t speak. And I couldn’t understand it.

“You were ready to die for me without even letting me know? Really?”

“It’s no big deal. I’ll be fine after some rest. I just didn’t want you to worry,” he murmured, still

angry at me.

Now my own anger surged. I couldn’t believe he hid it. He kept such a deadly truth from me simply because he didn’t want me worried.

I sat back quietly, turning to the window, biting my lower lip hard. When his voice broke the silence, it was a request.

“Can I smoke?”

I turned quickly. He already had the cigarette pack and lighter in hand.

“No.”

He held my gaze for a long, hard moment, then silently returned the pack and lighter to the

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Cupid’s jaw clenched hard, shock flaring in his eyes.

“So you didn’t show up because of that bitch…”

Punch.

Marlik’s fist landed on Cupid’s jaw so fast I didn’t even breathe.

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“Call her a bitch again and I’ll hate you forever! You knew she was going to die, didn’t you? Tell me!”

“How the hell would I know she’d die? I wasn’t a cop or a H.O.W.L staff!”

“I know you, Jahan!” Marlik snapped, voice cracking with fury. “You’re the smartest, most manipulative bastard alive. You always get people to do your dirty work. My statement was against Feroz. He was the one supposed to be interrogated. Why the hell did they call Rasha instead?”

“How about you ask the detectives?”

“Really?” Marlik muttered, turning sharply toward me. My bones went cold. “You’re with them?”

“She’s a profiler.” Cupid snapped.

Marlik nodded once, jaw tightening as he turned back to Cupid.

“You tricked me into getting Rasha killed. I have nothing to say to you.”

He turned toward the door, ready to leave, when Cupid’s voice came quiet, unapologetic, cruel.

“And so what?”

The tension thickened instantly.

Marlik released the doorknob and turned slowly, eyes narrowing.

“What did you just say?”

“What if I left her for dead? What if she died? You think I give a fuck?”

“Jahan!”

“You have any idea what that crazy woman did to you? To Mom? To Yasmin?!” Cupid snapped,

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It was the women passing by, women who took lingering glances at him, smiling, swinging their hips, trying to catch his attention.

Even though Cupid didn’t spare them a single look, a dark flush of jealousy ran through me.

I walked out fully, and he straightened when he saw me, flicked the cigarette away into the waste bin ahead, and came to take the bags. He placed them in the backseat, then opened my door for me.

I settled inside, glancing again at the women who still stared, even knowing he was with someone. Gesturing. Trying to draw his eyes.

I bit my lower lip, the truth settling in my chest with a cold clarity:

If I didn’t hold onto Cupid tightly…

Women would try everything to hijack him from me.