Claimed By The Mafia Rogue King (Snow and Cupid) novel Chapter 321

Chapter 321

Ares

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Karma or whatever they call “what goes around comes around” unfolded right in front of me, nearly giving me a heart attack

I never truly believed it. I had suspicions, sure, but I never let myself believe Snow would actually do this to me, love another man so deeply she’d let him fuck her, cheat on me openly.

I kept telling myself she was just angry, that once justice was served, I could fix everything, make her come back. But I was only lying to myself.

I was losing her, fast.

With my heart lodged in my throat, I watched Cupid Godlike bury his face between her thighs, sucking on her clit as if I were invisible, as though I didn’t even exist.

Snow saw me. Her eyes flicked toward me for a split second. But she was too intoxicated by what he was doing, too lost in the pleasure to care if I witnessed it. Or maybe she simply didn’t think I was worth caring about anymore.

Her fingers dug deeper into his hair, holding him there. Before my eyes, she spread her thighs wider, inviting him to slide his fingers inside her. Moan after moan spilled from her lips, her body trembling under his touch.

He worked her tenderly at first, slowly, deliberate strokes then gently withdrew his fingers.

He kissed her deeply, letting her taste herself on his tongue. Then he licked his own fingers clean, slow and deliberate, as if he could never get enough of her.

“How about in the car?” he asked, voice hoarse and thick with raw want. The sound of it stole the air from my lungs.

Snow didn’t answer with words. She cupped his cheek, kissed him again, hungry, needy, then guided his head down to her breasts.

Right there, in front of me, Cupid palmed her breast, squeezing firmly before dipping his hand inside her bra.

He tugged the neckline of her dress down just enough to bare one nipple, then took it into his mouth, sucking hard.

They could barely wait. Grinding against each other, desperate and frantic, he finally stopped kissing her once more, adjusting her dress, and pulling her to her feet.

That was when I stepped forward, blocking their path.

Silence crashed down, cold, wrenching, suffocating.

I had never really spoken to him before. He had always ignored me, treated me like I was nothing, like one word from him could end me. But not tonight. Not anymore.

I stood in his way. No sane part of me would let him walk out of here with her. I knew exactly what he planned. He would fuck my wife, my damn wife in his car.

“Get your hands off her,” I said quietly, giving him one chance to back down.

Like I had finally lost my mind, he turned slowly and fixed his gaze on me.

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Chapter 321

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I shuddered, truly shuddered but I held my ground. Snow was still my wife. She still was. Nells had told me the divorce didn’t count if I hadn’t signed willingly.

“Snow, let’s talk.” I turned to her.

She looked away.

“I have nothing to say to you.”

“Damn it. You’re my wife. You’re cheating on me. You know I can sue you and him for this?!”

Cupid took a single step forward, menace rolling off him in waves. Instantly, Snow moved between us, pressing her palm flat to his chest to hold him back. As if she knew exactly what he was capable of and that I wasn’t worth the trouble.

“Cupid, calm down,” she pleaded softly. “Let me talk to him. Just a few seconds. Let me put him in his place. Please, hmm? My love.”

Cupid swallowed hard. He stared at me for one long, lethal second, then silently turned and walked toward the terrace exit, waiting there like a coiled predator.

Snow faced me then. The disgust in her eyes was so raw it cut deeper than any blade.

“What do you want?” she asked, voice harsh and cold, nothing like the woman who had once loved me.

“What do I want? Shit, you’re getting fingered by another man right in front of me, and you dare ask what i want? My own wife?”

Silence stretched, thick and accusing.

She looked at me like I had truly lost my mind.

“Memories must have failed you, Ares Bani,” she said quietly, “but we are divorced. And even when we weren’t, I didn’t owe you anything. An open marriage, that was how you wanted it. You fucked Valencia your mistress ight on our dining table in front of me and called it ‘open.’ Now that we’re divorced, who I fuck, who fingers me, who I let suck me, it’s none of your concern. If I were you… I’d focus more on the upcoming trial than being mad about another man’s woman.”

With that, she turned and walked away.

Cupid met her at the exit, guiding her with a possessive hand on the small of her back.

I stood frozen, stunned.

The open marriage. She remembered that day, every humiliating detail. How I’d taken Valencia right there, on our dining table, while I made Snow watched in silence, helpless. How I’d told her it was just how things were now.

Snow. Oh no.

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