Claimed By The Mafia Rogue King (Snow and Cupid) novel Chapter 246

Snowflakes

allowed the water to wash it all away.

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Not just the cum, the sweat, the ache between my legs but the final string of chains that had bound me for years. Tally V. had said it plainly. Cupid had said it more gently, more devastatingly. They were both right.

had always known what to do.

just hadn’t wanted to do it.

Because doing it meant risking the peculiar, fragile bond between Mooncrest and Frost, the one we’d maintained for five years, ever since the truth of my birth came out.

A bridge built on silence, compromise, and the unspoken agreement that no one would burn it down.

Tonight, that bridge might finally catch fire.

finished bathing, wrapped myself in a towel, and walked back into the bedroom.

Cupid was on the sofa, phone in hand, scrolling with that focused frown he wore when he was handling something serious. I crossed to the closet.

And stopped.

A whole section had been carved out for women’s clothing. Dresses, blouses, jeans, lingerie folded neatly on shelves, shoes lined up like soldiers.

Cold dug deep into my veins.

‘There are yours,” Cupid said quietly from behind me.

I turned slowly, squared my shoulders.

“You didn’t even know I’d be here last night. How are the dresses already here?”

He paused, phone lowering, looking at me like my question had genuinely stunned him.

“The dresses came when the house was bought. It’s how the workers set it up.”

“You had a woman then?”

This time he really stared, eyes narrowing slightly, not in anger, but in something closer to hurt confusion.

“Other than whores which I don’t take or want anymore, there’s only ever been you.”

I didn’t reply.

I looked away, swallowing hard, trying to focus.

As I reached for one of the dresses, a soft gray cashmere sweater dress that felt too perfect, the realization settled like ice in my

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bloodstream.

I was stepping into a phase I might not recognize myself in anymore.

All the way, I had vowed silently, fiercely to have Cupid by my side. By fire or by force. He might not know it yet, but he would soon.

I could be as obsessive as obsession itself. As possessive as the way his gaze darkened every time Ares’s name crossed my lips.

I dressed quickly. Quietly.

Turned to leave.

His fingers wrapped around my wrist firm, warm.

He turned me back to face him.

I couldn’t hide the jealousy burning behind my eyes.

“You alright?” he asked, voice low.

I nodded too quickly and pulled my wrist free.

“I’ll go pay my greetings to Mother. And check on Dove.”

I slipped out, closing the door softly behind me.

The hallway felt longer than it should have.

I made my way toward the end, where Dove’s energy pulsed quiet, restless. She was probably still sleeping in the guest room. I needed to explain. I couldn’t just drop the truth like a bomb and walk away without giving her context.

I reached the door.

Pushed it open quietly.

And froze.

Dove stood frozen mid–dress while Marlik lay sprawled on the bed beneath the coverlet, clearly naked empty bottles scattered on the floor.

My mouth went dry.

I backed out. Closed the door. Quietly into the living room.

She rushed after me seconds later, grabbing my wrist.

“Snow…”

“You’ve got to be kidding me. Marlik?” My voice was low, stunned. “Why would you have a one–night stand with him?”

“Says the woman who’s been fucking a playboy.”

“Cupid is not a playboy and we both know it. Marlik is a man healing from heartbreak. Why would you sleep with him? You know how he is to Cupid!”

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“I don’t know. Blame it on the alcohol.” She was shaking, eyes pleading. “You won’t tell my mom, right? She’ll kill me if she knows.”

I stared at her in disbelief.

“I’m not going to hide your secret.”

“Really?” Her jaw set. “Maybe I should tell your brothers you and Cupid are together.”

I swallowed hard.

Tension flared, sharp, electric between us.

A soft throat–clearing came from the sofa.

We both went cold.

Slowly, in unison, we turned.

Desmond lay sprawled across the couch, clearly having slept there, phone in hand, expression unreadable.

He’d heard everything.

Heat flooded my face.

“I should get some fresh air,” I muttered.

Dove nodded, silent and followed.

Outside, the cold bit deep.

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