Claimed By The Mafia Rogue King (Snow and Cupid) novel Chapter 230

Chapter 230

Chapter 230

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I took the back stairwell instead of the elevator, every step echoing in the dim, concrete shaft, knowing the front entrance was already a feeding frenzy of reporters hungry for blood and soundbites.

By the time I pushed through the heavy metal door into the underground garage, my lungs burned and my legs felt like lead.

Roc was already there.

He stood beside the black car, arms folded tight across his chest, eyes locked on the stairwell exit like he’d been counting the seconds until I appeared.

The moment our gazes met, something in his posture shifted, relief warring with fury.

I started toward him.

Tilly V. stepped out of the shadows without warning, blocking my path.

Her chest heaved, face streaked with tears and terror, hands clenched so hard her knuckles bleached white.

She’d seen everything. The fall, the shift, the chaos, and the horror of it was carved into every line of her expression.

“You’re backing out of the case… aren’t you?” Her voice cracked, trembling so violently it hurt to hear.

I swallowed hard, chest squeezing. My gaze flicked past her to Roc, still waiting, still watching, hands now fisted at his sides. I knew that look. That quiet, lethal patience. He wouldn’t wait forever.

Slowly, I dragged my eyes back to Tilly.

“The last piece of evidence, the finger, the notes were destroyed in the lab,” I said quietly, voice barely above a whisper. “There’s nothing left to force the case open.”

“But we can’t stop now.” She stepped closer, reaching for my hand. Her fingers were ice–cold, shaking. “You know what this means to me. You know my sister is innocent. She’ll die in there slowly, terrified and no one will ever believe her.”

“Yes,” I whispered. The word tasted like ash.

Exhaustion crashed over me in a suffocating wave. All I wanted was to crawl into bed, pull the covers over my head, and pretend none of this was real. Just for one night. Just long enough to breathe.

Tilly closed the distance again, gripping both my hands now, eyes pleading, desperate.

“Out of every person I’ve met in H.O.W.L., every officer, every detective, you’re the only one who actually cares. The only one who sees the pain and wants to turn it into peace. You gave me hope when I had nothing left. Please…” Her voice broke. “Don’t give up now. I’m begging you.”

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It almost worked.

No, it was working.

The plea sliced straight through every wall I’d tried to build. My lips parted, to promise her something, anything, when Roc’s voice cut through the garage like a blade.

“Snow?”

The tone was low. Controlled.

Final.

I froze.

He stood by the open rear door now, one hand resting on the frame, eyes fixed on me with that quiet, unyielding intensity that made my stomach drop.

There was no way out.

“I have to go,” I murmured to Tilly, voice cracking. “I’m sorry.”

I pulled my hands free, gently, but firmly and walked toward the car.

Her voice followed me, small and shattering.

“He might send another package. He might come for us next. You’re the only one who can help us now since H.O.W.L. won’t.”

I didn’t stop. I couldn’t look back.

If I did, I’d break.

I slid into the backseat. Roc slammed the door shut with controlled force, rounded the car, and dropped behind the wheel.

Sera was already in the passenger seat silent, pale, staring straight ahead like she could will the world to make sense again.

The engine growled to life.

Roc didn’t hesitate. He floored it.

Tires squealed against concrete as we shot out of the garage and burst into daylight.

The reporters, hundreds of them swarmed instantly, cameras flashing, bodies pressing against the windows, voices shouting questions that blurred into white noise.

Roc didn’t slow.

He leaned on the accelerator, cutting through the crowd with ruthless precision. Reporters scattered,

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stumbling backward, some falling, others diving out of the way as the car barreled past.

We hit the main road in seconds.

I caught movement in the rearview mirror.

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