Claimed By The Mafia Rogue King (Snow and Cupid) novel Chapter 317

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Chapter 317

Chapter 317

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I arrived home that night feeling utterly overwhelmed, my only purpose to take a long bath and crawl into bed, hoping sleep would swallow me until morning.

I stepped out of the car, opened the front door, and walked in tiredly.

Dragging myself to the bedroom, I dropped my bag and flopped onto the bed, still reeling from the weight of the real truth that had finally crashed down.

Just then, the doorbell pierced through the fog in my mind. I looked up quietly. Cupid?

I rose from the bed lazily, my exhausted body protesting every step as I shuffled to the door and opened it. The man standing there made me shudder involuntarily. I took an instinctive step back.

If I had paused even for a heartbeat–stopping second before opening the door, I might have sensed the sacred weight of his presence.

He stared back at me in calm silence, and my heart lurched hard against my ribs.

“Can I come in?” His voice resonated low and deep, vibrating through my ears.

Slowly, I opened the door wider and stepped aside.

He had come alone, no escort, no car in sight. Had the Alpha Ruis of Godlike Pack actually walked here? The thought felt almost surreal.

I turned quietly and watched him move further into the living room. He stopped before the framed photo of Cupid on the wall.

I drifted away from the entrance, studying the man from behind. Power was too small a word for what radiated from him.

I had often wondered what it would feel like to meet him face–to–face, and now I knew. Awe mixed with instinctive fear.

Quietly, he turned and settled his gaze on me. I swear my heart lodged itself in my throat. No one could stand under that steady, piercing look without shuddering.

He was different from any Alpha I had ever encountered, not just in the sheer magnitude of his aura, but in something deeper, something almost otherworldly.

Handsome was too simple a word. Tattoos traced his skin, and even the casual way his feet were planted radiated energy and quiet command.

A man like him with a son like Cupid, a pack as vast as Godlike knew exactly what he was seeing when he looked at someone. He studied me for a long, unhurried moment before speaking.

“You are…”

“I’m not leaving him.” I cut in quietly, my voice trembling only at the very end. I was done doing what I was told. “I love Cupid so much and… whatever you say won’t make me leave him. I’m sorry. I’ve just finished surviving too much. Nothing you come here to threaten me with will work. I love him.”

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Chapter 317

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I clung to that thin thread of resolve, grateful my voice stayed mostly steady even as everything inside me threatened to crumble.

He didn’t respond to my words for what felt like forever. Then, to my complete shock, he smiled, soft, almost fond.

“No wonder he fell for you,” he murmured, turning away to glance around the room.

The breath i hadn’t realized I was holding rushed out in a shaky exhale.

I frowned in genuine surprise. He hadn’t come to tell me to leave Cupid?

“No, I didn’t,” he said, as if he had plucked the thought straight from my mind. He turned back to me and sighed. “I came to see the young lady who managed to make my own son try to disobey me for the very first time in his life.”

My frown deepened.

“Cupid?”

“Oh yes. He’s such an obedient lad.” He spoke freely, almost fondly, as he walked past me toward the counter but he didn’t pour himself a drink. “Hardworking. Loyal to the very end. You have no idea how proud I am of him. That he proved everyone in my circle wrong by never betraying me. I love him.”

He turned to face me fully and smiled again, quiet, genuine.

“But you know what it means, right? To be Cupid’s woman?”

I swallowed, my lips trembling.

“Um… to… be faithful?”

“More than that. He might come to love you too much, more than you can handle. Can you handle it?”

I sighed. I knew exactly what he meant. Cupid could be impossibly sweet until he caught even the faintest scent of a rival. Then he changed, swift and fierce.

“Yes,” I said softly.

The Alpha looked at me again, searching, then smiled once more.

“Good.”

That single word sank in slowly. Good? As in… he accepted me?

“Good?” I echoed, stunned.

“Yes.”

“I… I thought you’d object,” I murmured.

He raised an eyebrow. “Why would I?”

“Because…” I swallowed and forced the words out quickly. “Because I was raped.”

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