Claimed By The Mafia Rogue King (Snow and Cupid) novel Chapter 234

Chapter 234

Cupid

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It was nearly dark when I entered the Godlike pack grounds. The sky had bled into deep indigo, stars just beginning to prick through the heavy clouds.

Exhaustion clung to me like damp clothes. Yasmin’s breakdown still echoed in my chest, a raw, open wound.

The image of her teetering on the windowsill, the way Desmond’s words had pulled her back from the edge, Mother’s silent tears on the tile floor, it all pressed down, heavy and unrelenting. Sorrow had settled into every breath.

I alighted quietly, boots crunching on the frost–dusted gravel. Almira’s urgency in her text had been unmistakable; whatever she needed, it couldn’t wait.

I headed straight toward her wing of the pack, past the silent line of maids who bowed as I passed. Her bedroom door stood ajar, soft lamplight spilling into the hall.

I stepped inside.

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She was sitting up in bed, propped against pillows, eyes bright the moment they found me. She rushed forward, smile wide, genuine, beautiful and threw her arms around my neck.

I hugged her back, tender but careful, pulling away just enough to search her face. She looked… lighter than I’d seen in weeks. Happy. Almost glowing.

“Cupid,” she said, breathless with excitement, “I’ve packed my bags.”

I raised an eyebrow, glancing at the small suitcase by the bed.

“I’m spending a few days with Mom.”

My stomach twisted slightly.

“You… informed Dad?”

She pulled back, frowning just a little.

“Yes. I talked to him. He didn’t say much. Just… ‘yes.”

I nodded slowly, exhaling.

“Okay.”

“Can you drive me?” she asked, eyes searching mine. “I… I don’t want you to be mad at Mom or Dad, Cupid.”

“I wasn’t mad,” I said quietly. “And Dad already apologized for everything.”

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“But Mom won’t…” Her voice dropped to a whisper. “She won’t apologize. Not really.”

I kissed her temple, soft and steady.

“I wasn’t expecting anything from her anyway. Let me check on Dad before we leave. Get ready.”

Her grin returned, bright, relieved and she nodded eagerly.

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I left her room and walked the familiar corridor to the study. Light spilled from under the door. I knocked once, softly, then pushed it open.

Father sat at his desk, surrounded by files, lamplight carving shadows across his face. He looked up when I entered.

“Son.”

I stepped further in, glancing at the papers spread before him, election documents, maps, donor lists.

“Election for a new chairwoman is coming soon,” he said without preamble. “I’m sorting details to make sure she keeps the seat.”

I nodded.

“Almira wants to spend a few days with Mom. She said you approved.”

He didn’t look up, just shrugged.

“Almira’s been angry with me lately. Needs space.”

“Why?”

He paused then, pen stilling, finally meeting my eyes with a look that was half accusation, half exhaustion.

“Because of you. She’s furious I put Marlik at risk.”

I nearly smiled despite myself, at the absurdity of it, at how deeply she loved the brother she’d chosen

over blood.

“I can’t believe my own daughter loves her brother more than me,” he muttered, rolling his eyes before returning to his papers.

“I’ll drive her,” I said quietly. “I should go.”

He nodded once. Then, almost as an afterthought.

“Say a few words of apology to Sash when you get there. She’s still mad about you walking out that night.”

I didn’t respond. Just nodded, throat tight.

I turned to leave when his voice stopped me again, careful, almost too casual.

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“Cupid… back then, I would’ve sworn you had a younger sister. Don’t you?”

I froze mid–step.

Slowly, I turned.

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He pretended to be busy with the files, but I could see it, the feigned distraction, the way his pen hovered without moving.

“Yes,” I said quietly. “Yasmin. Marlik’s younger

younger sister.”

“Hmm.” He nodded, still not looking up. “I remember seeing her back then. She must have grown into a beautiful woman.”

I nodded, trying to keep my voice even.

“When Marlik’s situation happened… she was taken. Captured as a sex slave. We found her. She’s healing. Poorly, for now. I just came from there. She… attempted suicide tonight.”

Father’s pen stilled completely.

He looked up, slowly, meeting my eyes.

The silence between us stretched, thick with unspoken things.

Then he sighed, quiet, heavy.

“If you ever need help concerning your rogue family, son… you can reach out. Okay?”

A lump rose in my throat, sharp, unexpected.

I nodded once, unable to speak.

Quietly, I slipped out into the hallway.

My phone rang then and I pulled it out.

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