Claimed By The Mafia Rogue King (Snow and Cupid) novel Chapter 220

Snowflakes

Under the snow, right in this moment, years after I’d been healing from wounds no one could see, I found myself thinking of doing what I might as well have done long ago.

Yes, Cupid was right. He had every point. Many sins could be overlooked, some forgiven in silence, buried deep enough to pretend they never happened.

But this one? This was beyond cruelty. To know they stood there watching, waiting, allowing every second of my destruction made the ache inside me sharpen into something unbreakable.

flowered my gaze to the photographs still resting in my lap. Without looking at the images, I gathered them carefully, folding the edges of pain back into my bag like secrets too heavy to carry openly,

Just as the quiet settled, the low rumble of an engine approached.

1 looked up. Eshan’s car rolled to a stop in front of me, headlights cutting soft gold through the falling snow. Without a word, I walked over and slid into the passenger seat.

A thick file sat on the backseat. I glanced at it, then back at my brother. His profile was tense, jaw set, eyes fixed on the road.

“There’s no trace of him being drugged or medically abused to induce madness, Snow,” he said quietly, voice heavy, “The medical report says he’s in deep shock. Given what you told me, that he was on the phone with his father the moment Mr. Lins was attacked it tracks. Doctor Catina won’t face prosecution over Kim. In fact, they’re praising her for four years of free treatment.”

I swallowed hard, the weight of the words sinking deep. I knew exactly what this meant. Where we stood now. The ground beneath us was crumbling.

I turned my face to the window, watching the darkened sky swallow the last traces of light. It was past midnight. The Mr. Lins case would be officially closed by morning. Feroz had won again. After all this time.

“I think I should spend the night at Dove’s,” I said softly.

Eshan didn’t respond. He simply drove, the silence between us thick but not unkind.

When we reached the Frost estate, the familiar gates loomed ahead, but something caught

my eye.

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A woman stood just outside, alone beneath the snow, arms wrapped tight around herself as though afraid to announce her presence.

Eshan slowed the car. I recognized her instantly. The elderly woman from Mr. Lins‘ house.

“I know her,” I murmured, already opening the door.

Snow had dusted her hair and shoulders; she’d clearly been standing there a while. When she saw me, she hurried forward, eyes wide with desperation.

“Is it true Kim has been transferred from C. Home asylum?”

I swallowed. The reporters had been there. I hadn’t realized the news would spread so fast.

“Yes. I… I had to act quickly. It happened urgently. I’m sorry I didn’t ask your permission first.”

She exhaled shakily, breath fogging in the cold.

“Doctor Catina called me. She said isolating Kim from the asylum was reckless. That drawing this kind of attention would provoke the person who delivered the threat. She said… they’ll kill my sister. She’s still being held at H.O.W.L. Is that true?”

My jaw tightened. Of course Catina would try to twist the narrative, scare her into silence, protect herself.

“She told you that?”

The woman nodded, fear and fury warring in her gaze.

I reached for her hand. It was ice–cold, trembling but beneath the chill was fire, the same fire

I felt burning in my own chest. We were done being pushed, done being afraid.

“What’s your name?” I asked gently.

“Tilly V.,” she answered.

“My name is Snow. And we’re going to stay in touch.”

I pulled out my phone, handed it to her so she could enter her number. When she finished, I held her gaze, firm and steady.

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