Claimed By The Mafia Rogue King (Snow and Cupid) novel Chapter 256

Chapter 256

Chapter 256

Snowflakes

I loved the kisses.

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My God, I loved how he licked my body in a slow, deliberate trails of heat down my skin, worshipping every inch like it was sacred.

He kissed the scar on my stomach, the one I’d always hated, always hidden, the jagged reminder of the alley and I moaned softly, fingers clutching his shoulders as if my life depended on it.

For the first time in years, that mark didn’t feel like ruin. It felt claimed. Redeemed.

I opened my lips wider, gasping into his kiss, loving the way his hands gripped my waist firm, possessive, grounding. Then he lifted me effortlessly, yanking his pants down with one impatient tug. My cellphone rang at that moment, sharp, insistent.

I slowed, almost against my will.

“Let me take the call,” I whispered, pulling back.

Ares’s grip tightened on my waist, pulling me flush against him again.

“Later,” he murmured, voice rough with need.

The call cut off.

He lowered me back to the couch, mouth on mine, hands already working his zipper when the phone rang again.

He paused, frustrated, fingers stilling on the metal.

I reached for my bag, pulled the phone out.

The name glowing on the screen made my stomach drop.

Cupid.

I frowned, confusion flickering through the haze of arousal. Who was that? The name felt important. Familiar. Like something I should remember.

Ares snatched the phone from my hand before I could think too hard. He turned it off, screen going black and tossed it aside like it was nothing.

“You don’t need him right now,” he said, voice low and coaxing. “Come here. I want you so much.”

He pulled me to the center of the couch, positioned me carefully, his palms covering my breasts, thumbs brushing my nipples until they hardened under his touch.

Then a sudden gush of wind that makes the whole building seemed to shudder.

Ares froze.

I frowned, suddenly aware of a presence, warm, overwhelming, achingly familiar.

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Footsteps approached steady, unhurried.

The front door opened. Closed. More footsteps.

Then he appeared in the doorway.

A man.

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Tall. Broad–shouldered. Green eyes blazing like forest fire in moonlight. Face so devastatingly handsome it almost hurt to look at him. He stood frozen, staring at me, at the position I was in, straddled over Ares, half–naked.

A spike of pain lanced through my skull sharp, blinding.

Everything faded in an instant and then it occurred.

Memories crashed in like a tidal wave.

The alley. The knife. The men. Viviana’s denying. The Frost home. The recorder. Cupid’s arms around me. His promise. The key in my palm. The snow. The blood on my nose. The taxi.

I blinked.

Reality slammed into place.

Cupid Godlike stood in the doorway of Ares Bani’s living room, eyes locked on me, on the way Ares’s hands still cupped my breasts, on the evidence of what had almost happened.

I had lost my memories when I left the Frost house. The emotional overload, the disownment papers, the betrayal, the weight of everything had triggered the nosebleed, the blackout. I’d tried to call Cupid. Failed.

And now I was here.

With him.

Ares, the accomplice. The man who’d stood by while I was destroyed. The man who’d helped Viviana ruin me.

Slowly I looked at Ares.

He leaned down, cupped my cheek, ready to kiss me again.

I jerked away sharp, violent, snatching my dress from the floor and clutching it to my chest.

He stared at me, horror dawning as realization hit.

He knew now that I have regain my memory.

Cupid didn’t speak. He didn’t need to.

He simply turned, walked away in silent, devastating.

I scrambled up, dressing frantically, heart in my throat.

“Snow… let’s talk. I can explain everything…” Ares voice came but I pause to give him a look so cold it burned.

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“If you take one more step toward me,” I said, voice low and lethal, “I will walk straight to H.O.W.L. and accuse you of rape. And this time I’ll make sure the whole world hears it.”

He stopped cold, gulped, hands falling uselessly to his sides.

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