Claimed By The Mafia Rogue King (Snow and Cupid) novel Chapter 320

Chapter 320.

Chapter 320

Snowflakes

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The atmosphere in the party room felt surprisingly pleasant, light and celebratory. I felt lighter myself, even though I hadn’t touched a drop of alcohol.

Scanning the crowd, I caught sight of Priest Johan. He had lingered just long enough with the sisters to offer their thanks.

I hurried over with a respectful bow. The sisters enveloped me in warm hugs, and I grinned happily.

“Thank you so much for coming. I never expected you to stay this long, Priest Johan.”

“Oh, it’s no trouble at all,” he replied gently. “I had to bid you farewell. myself and the sisters, before we leave. You and your partner have done wonderfully. If every year’s donation drive had coordinators like you, the right amount would always reach the right destination.”

His words warmed me. I smiled and said, “I’ll walk you out, sir.”

“Oh, thank you.”

Together we made our way through the crowd, the sisters walking alongside us. Soon we reached their car in the quiet parking area. I offered Priest Johan a soft smile and a final bow.

“You should come visit our parish sometime, Sister Snow,” he said warmly.

“I definitely will,” I agreed.

I watched them all settle into the vehicle. One of the nuns, the same one who had spoken to me the last time I visited the parish hung back for a moment.

She was the one who had delivered the prophecy about Cupid that he should seek the Moon Goddess’s guidance, and she would show him the way.

Now she stood before me, smiling with quiet certainty before taking my hand.

“It’s clear now, Sister Snow. The vision. Perhaps it wasn’t him who was meant to be the real Alpha after all.” She paused, eyes steady. “Now… I believe it is you.”

Goosebumps raced across my skin. I managed a small, unsteady smile as she released my hand, climbed into the car, and they drove away.

Her words lingered like an open wound, a hole where realization was slowly beginning to take root.

Quietly, I turned back toward the party, lost in the echo of what she’d said when one of the F.A.A.R. shareholders, Mr. Cabi, approached with a charming smile and an offered drink.

“You look lovely tonight, Snow,” he said, handing me the glass so his fingers deliberately brushed mine.

I noticed the touch but pulled my mind away from it, offering a polite smile în return.

He sighed, almost wistful. “It feels like just yesterday we were signing the documents making you the charity coordinator. Now it’s all over.”

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I laughed lightly, nodding in agreement.

“Why don’t you drink up?” he pressed gently.

I opened my mouth to reply with a smile and a polite deflection when I suddenly felt heat at my back. I turned quietly.

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Cupid stood at the far counter, staring straight at me. Goosebumps prickled my skin again. I forced my gaze back to Mr. Cabi and handed the drink back quickly.

“Thanks, but I’ll pass.”

I slipped away toward the hall, craving fresh air, only to spot the stairs leading to the terrace.

Without a second thought, I climbed them and stepped out into the cool night, breathing deeply as I leaned against the railing.

From here, the Godlike Legal Empire overlooked both the human region and werewolf territory, lights stretching out like scattered

stars.

Silence wrapped around me. I began to settle until I felt the shift in the air. Energy crackled. Then his fingers trailed slowly down my exposed back, deliberate and possessive, before his palm gripped my waist hard.

“I didn’t know you loved drinking with men so much until tonight,” Cupid said, voice low and edged.

I went still.

Cupid.

When his father had come to me that night, he’d warned that Cupid might love too much, more than I could handle.

Stupidly, I’d said yes. But now, after days of charity events, I wasn’t so sure. Cupid had grown increasingly tense whenever anyone looked at me too long. It was starting to feel suffocating.

I turned slowly to face him. His eyes held that familiar coldness, the one that surfaced whenever other men came near me. I could barely breathe under it.

“I didn’t drink with him, Cupid. You should calm down,” I murmured softly.

“Right. You didn’t.” His tone sharpened. “So who else did you drink with then?”

My shoulders nearly sagged at the question. With a soft sigh, I leaned in to kiss him, only for him to turn his face away at the last second. Frustration flared in my chest.

“Cupid, please.”

“You didn’t answer my question.”

I stared at him like he’d lost his mind.

“I didn’t drink with any man. You were at the party the whole time, weren’t you?”

He didn’t speak. He only stared, unblinking. I sighed shakily and cupped his cheek with my palm.

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