Claimed By The Mafia Rogue King (Snow and Cupid) novel Chapter 151

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Chapter 151

Ares

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I stared at my cellphone, debating whether to dial her contact again, but nothing came of it. With a hard swallow, I leaned back.

I walked to the couch and flopped down, my eyes fixed on the television where the news replayed. Eshan was a crazy bastard. I should have known his winning streak would continue. Any case he touched, any case he handled, always bent to his will.

Marlik Rogue was free.

And I was on edge, deeply unsettled about what would become of me if H.O.W.L ever decided to reopen the investigation into Mr. Lins’s death.

I looked away, swallowing the panic. If that case was reopened, they would trace it straight to his son, and they would never find Kim. Never. Because if they did, I wouldn’t be safe.

I had already lost enough during the divorce. Snow’s statement, that I was a woman beater, had destroyed deals one after another. The only partnership still standing was Godlike, and even that felt like walking on a razor’s edge. I was praying they wouldn’t back out now.

And still, after seeing her, I couldn’t keep my mind from drifting back to everything I’d lost.

I lifted my gaze to the television as the court footage replayed. The camera swept across the courtroom, and then I saw her.

Snowflakes Frost.

She’d arrived late, but she looked beautiful, composed, confident. I hated that she was gathering herself, becoming stronger. That she was doing well without me.

I sighed and forced myself to focus. Tonight wasn’t about her.

It would be about Viviana.

I tried to smile as Ana walked in, bowing her head slightly.

“Sir, the bedroom has been prepared.”

I nodded and stood, heading upstairs. I pushed the bedroom door open and paused in the doorway, staring inside.

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I let myself imagine her there.

Viviana.

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For years, I had waited for this night. Even while sleeping beside her sister, my dreams had belonged only to Viviana. Tonight, she would return after four years, and she would be in my bed.

I swallowed, my eyes drifting over the roses, the soft scent filling the room. She would love it. I stepped inside, my mind painting her, those long legs, her flawless body, her long hair…

I stopped.

The image in my mind wasn’t Viviana.

It was Snow.

My throat tightened as I looked away, forcing my thoughts clear. I had believed I’d moved on after the separation. But I hadn’t. The emptiness only deepened.

Maybe… if I saw her one last time. For closure.

That thought had barely settled when I heard it, the sound of a car pulling into the mansion grounds, followed by a sharp screech of tires. I frowned, startled.

Then chaos erupted downstairs.

“Ares?! Ares!!”

I froze.

I knew that voice anywhere.

I rushed out onto the balcony and looked down. If I didn’t know Eshan Frost was a prosecutor from one of the most law–abiding families, I’d swear he was a gangster.

He stood in my living room, eyes blazing with raw hatred.

I hurried down the stairs, my frown deepening.

“Where is she?” he demanded.

“What the fuck do you think you’re doing in my house…” I began, but the words never finished.

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His fist slammed into my face.

I staggered, nearly losing my footing, but he grabbed my collar and snarled,

“I won’t repeat myself. Where is

my

sister?”

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That fire in his eyes, I knew instantly who he meant.

My heart dropped.

“Snow?” I asked, panic crawling under my skin. I tore myself from his grip and glared back. “Where is she?”

He searched my face, then his phone rang. He turned away to answer. I moved closer, listening.

“She’s not in Mooncrest Pack,” Kashi’s voice came through. “Her father says she hasn’t called or checked in. What about that motherfucker ex–husband of hers?”

I almost scoffed at the way he referred to me.

“She’s not with him either,” Eshan replied grimly. “What about Roc? What did Dove say?”

Kashi didn’t answer before another call came in. Eshan put him on hold and answered Roc.

“Roc. Is she with her best friend?”

“No,” Roc replied, his voice calm but strained. He exhaled. “Dove confessed.”

Eshan tightened his grip on the phone. I stepped closer.

“She said Snow has a man she goes

to.”

“What?” Eshan snapped. “Who?”

“Cupid Godlike. Call him. Now.”

I went completely still.

Cupid Godlike?

That madman who looked more like a criminal than a businessman? The one who walked the line between power and chaos?

What the hell was Snow doing with him?

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