Claimed By The Mafia Rogue King (Snow and Cupid) novel Chapter 229

Chapter 229

Cupid

Terrified. Fear.

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I’d buried those emotions so deep after my mother died I convinced myself they’d never surface again. I

was wrong.

When it came to Snowflakes Frost, my heart didn’t just leap, it threw itself against my ribcage like it wanted to claw free and run to her, consequences be damned.

The news that chaos has happen at H.O.W.L. had detonated across every channel, screaming headlines, looping footage of shattered glass and a silver wolf catching a falling woman mid–air, until a bigger force erased the news completely.

Wiped clean. As if it never happened. Now the reporters were drifting away from the building in disappointed clusters, cameras lowering, voices fading.

My breath caught sharp, painful, when I saw her in the rearview mirror.

Hood up, shoulders hunched against the cold, walking straight toward me like I was the only safe harbor left in the storm.

I hit the unlock button on the backseat door.

She opened it and slid inside.

I turned too fast, eyes locking on hers. She glanced first at Desmond in the passenger seat. He kept his gaze fixed forward, giving us the fragile illusion of privacy, then to me.

I leaned over the console without thinking, without breathing, and kissed her.

She melted soft, trembling, every wall she’d built in the last twenty–four hours crumbling at the first brush of my lips.

This was the first time I’d seen her since last night, since I’d stood in the snow and confessed I loved her, voice raw, heart bleeding out between us.

Knowing she carried that truth now, knowing there was nothing left to hide made the kiss deeper, hungrier, more desperate than I meant it to be.

I pulled back just enough to search her eyes.

She was different today. Quieter. More resolved. But beneath it, exhaustion carved into her like a blade. Fragile in a way that made my chest ache.

“You okay?” I asked, voice low, tender, thumb brushing the dark shadow under her eye,

She sighed shaky, defeated.

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“Too much going on. I don’t even know what to feel anymore.”

I opened my mouth to ask about Marcus, about the truth Desmond had already briefed me on, but she beat me to it.

“You heard about the fall,” she said quietly. “That’s why you came, right?”

I slowed, choosing my words with care.

“Actually… I came to warn you. Be careful around Marcus in forensics. He’s the leak. The one feeding H.O.W.L. weaknesses to the press. Same channel that aired your illness, and Rasha’s murder.”

Her shoulders sagged against the leather seat, exhaustion carving deeper lines around her eyes.

“He’s also the one who threw me out the window,” she whispered. “I think he’s working for Feroz but it’s clear he is doing it out of spite. He sees my brother, Roc as his rival.”

The world tilted.

I went still completely, dangerously still.

Desmond, who’d been pretending not to listen, turned slowly in his seat, eyes narrowing to lethal slits.

“That wasn’t in any report,” he said, voice flat, deadly. “He pushed you off the window?”

Snow nodded once.

“My father–in–law buried it. We’re not pressing charges. Marcus walks but not free. He will be charged quietly and sentenced to jail. Maybe few months. He destroyed the last piece of evidence we had, the finger. I don’t… I don’t know what else to do now, Cupid.”

Her voice cracked on my name, small, vulnerable, exhausted and something inside me shattered.

Quietly, I opened my door, stepped into the cold, and slid into the backseat beside her.

I gathered her into my arms without a word.

She came willingly, curling against my chest like she belonged there, like my heartbeat was the only thing still holding her together.

I wrapped myself around her, arms tight, chin resting on her hair, breathing her in like she might disappear if I let go.

“How about you rest tonight,” I murmured against her temple. “Don’t think. Don’t plan. Just… breathe.”

She sighed. Soft, broken.

“If I don’t act now, Feroz slips away. The housekeeper goes to jail for something she didn’t do. I won’t be able to live with myself if that happens.”

I pulled back just enough to cup her face, thumbs brushing away the dampness on her cheeks.

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“Rest tonight, love,” I said again, gentler, but ironclad. “One step at a time. Tonight, you don’t carry the world.”

She searched my eyes long, and finally nodded.

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