Claimed By The Mafia Rogue King (Snow and Cupid) novel Chapter 358

Chapter 358

Chapter 358

Snowflakes

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Being pinned between a rock and a hard place has never felt so literal. The man I now hate with every fiber of my being stands before me, unwavering, his presence like poison in the air.

I keep my eyes averted, refusing to meet his gaze, but his energy still lingers, heavy, invasive, inescapable.

My cellphone has been beeping and ringing nonstop, but I only select the ones I can bear to answer.

I won’t pick up any calls from news outlets or reporters. Cupid, yes. My family, yes. Everyone else can wait.

I stand in the Forensic department floor office, now dimly lit after the doors and windows sealed themselves automatically.

Even through the thick walls, I can somehow overhear the growing murmur of people gathering outside H.O.W.L.

This has never happened in the building’s history, and the dread radiating from the other trapped staff hangs thick in the air, almost tangible.

My cellphone rings again at that exact moment. I check the screen. It’s my human father, Grant Frost. With a frown mixed with unexpected awe, I answer quickly.

“Dad?”

“Snow, my God, I heard. Where are you?” His voice is hasty, breathless. I can hear his brisk footsteps echoing wherever he is, and my heart blooms with a fragile, surprising joy. Is he actually worried about me now?

“I’m on the Forensic department floor. I’m fine at the moment.”

“You don’t need to panic. People are already gathering outside. Help will come. Your dad is on the way and…”

“Grant?” My biological father’s voice cuts in sharply. There’s a brief scuffle, then he takes the phone.

His breathing comes through heavy, but no words follow at first. I swallow hard. I swear I can feel his fear even across the distance, thick, suffocating dread.

“Dad, I’m fine. Help is coming, right?”

“Only the director of H.O.W.L. can answer that. He alone has the power to open and close all the doors in this building.” His voice finally emerges, trembling. “I don’t know what… oh, he is here.”

The sound of tires screeching to a halt fills the background, followed by footsteps.

“Give that to me, Herold.” Mr. Castle’s voice takes over. I hear him walk a few paces away for privacy before he speaks again, low and urgent. “Child, you need to listen carefully. No matter what happens… you can’t open that door.”

A cold chill settles deep into my skin. My lips tremble. He sounds like he knows something terrifying.

“The power and the button that control all the doors and windows of H.O.W.L. are located right in my pack, in my own very bedroom.

“No one has the audacity to let a prisoner out without someone powerful behind it. This was done by someone very close to us,

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Chapter 358

someone too close, someone who can walk into my very bedroom.”

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My heart sinks like lead. I blink slowly, exhaustion and betrayal crashing over me in waves.

Who could it be?

Tiredly, I lean against Sera’s desk, suddenly weighed down by the fresh wound of yet another upcoming betrayal. What have I done to deserve so much of this?

“Everyone has been pressuring me to open the doors of H.O.W.L. again, but I can’t. The moment I do, every door will unlock automatically, including the one to Sera’s office where you are. For now, you should stay still while we think of another way to…”

“You are kidding.” My human father’s voice interrupts, sharp with disbelief. “Why would you endanger everyone else’s life just to save Snow? The public is raging outside. Maybe she should open it while the guards all storm in.”

“What are you saying?” My biological father snaps back. “Before the guards even reach her floor, my daughter might be maimed, or dead. I won’t take that risk.”

Their argument rises, voices overlapping in heated urgency, when a shift in the air pulls my attention.

Slowly, I lift my gaze to Feroz. He has just whispered something to the man standing behind him, who waits with cold patience.

“Open this door, little sister, or someone will die.” His threat comes out calm, almost casual, and I let out a shaky sigh, daring to hope it’s a bluff until a desperate cry pierces the silence.

They drag a woman in by the hair and shove her to the floor in front of the door. She’s a cleaner. Now she’s on her knees, struggling, pleading, tears streaming down her face. Feroz looks straight at me, his eyes locked on mine with chilling clarity.

“Will you open this door or not?”

Goosebumps race across my skin. I have never been selfish. My palm slides slowly toward the button that will unlock the door when my cellphone rings again, jolting me back to reality. I shudder violently.

Cupid calling.

I blink through the tremor and answer his video call. This time he’s in different clothes, driving fast. “He’s trying to kill someone, Cupid,” I murmur before he can speak. “I… I will have to open the door.”

The car screeches to a sudden, violent halt. He stares at me, really stares.

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