Claimed By The Mafia Rogue King (Snow and Cupid) novel Chapter 66

Chapter 66

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The ride was silent, the night already chilling and beautiful as he drove through the road. We said nothing until we reached a red light. Cupid released the steering wheel and leaned back, looking out his window,

While he stared the other way, I stole a glance at him. He was alluring from the side, effortlessly so, and he always kept a tidy appearance.

His long legs stretched out, every line of him neat and put together. My gaze drifted up to his face, only to find him already looking at me.

Goosebumps prickled my skin. Our eyes met, and I quickly turned away, pretending to focus on the window until a billboard caught my eye. There he was, larger than life, modeling for Godlike Legal Empire’s product.

I stared, eyebrows raised. It never once crossed my mind that he was the face of Godlike Legal Empire.

He’s… a model?

“I was forced to do it,” he murmured, answering my silent question as if he could read my thoughts. I glanced at him. He had one elbow resting against the window frame, eyes still on me. “It was an order from my dad. I can’t refuse.”

Somehow, I liked his explanation. That cool, quiet way he spoke. I swallowed, forcing myself to move on because my heart wouldn’t rest until I heard his side of everything.

“Cupid…

“I’m sorry I couldn’t call yesterday,” he said first, cutting me off. When he saw I still had something to say, he nodded. “Go on. You have something to say?”

I bit my lower lip. He had just apologized for the very thing I wanted to confront him about.

“You didn’t pick my calls yesterday,” I murmured softly.

He nodded once, calm. As though he expected this.

“I traveled on a business trip. I can’t take personal calls. It’s dangerous,” he explained sincerely. Then his gaze dropped as he opened the compartment. “You don’t mind if I smoke?”

Before I could answer, he pulled out a pack of cigarettes and a lighter. He tap one free, then paused, glancing at me, waiting for approval.

I froze, losing myself a second in his eyes, his quiet intensity. When I looked down to gather myself, my gaze fell into the compartment and landed on a ring.

My ring.

A cold wave swept through my body. Slowly, I reached forward and picked it up. I held it to my eyes,

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“Where did you get this?” My voice cracked. My eyes stayed glued to the ring, the wedding ring I knew too well. I could feel my face draining of color. “Where did you get it?”

I asked again, turning to him. Cupid’s face was unreadable. He simply reached over, took the ring, and dropped it back into the compartment like it meant nothing.

“It belongs to a woman.”

“Who? How did you get it?” I pushed, panic clawing at my voice. The light turned green.

Cupid set the cigarette pack down and resumed driving, speaking with a slight shrug.

“A lady left it with my grandma. I was told to return it.”

His explanation hit me hard, harder than I ever expected. I froze. Completely. He must have felt it, because he looked at me again.

“Your grandmother sells fireworks?”

His brows furrowed immediately, then he pulled the car abruptly over to the side of the road, nearly jerking me forward but I didn’t care. My eyes were locked on him.

“My grandma was sitting on the bench that night,” he said slowly. “She threw a fit that she’d freeze under the snow if I didn’t pick her up. The woman selling fireworks was someone else. She had gone to the bathroom.”

My shoulders sagged. My throat tightened painfully. The pieces clicked. One by one.

“You… you own the ring?” he asked, stunned. I couldn’t speak. My breath shook.

Fate. what else could this be?

Finally, I nodded, blinking fast as emotions surged through me.

“The night I found out my husband was cheating, I gave it away. I didn’t know… I’m sorry I mistook your grandmother for someone else.”

Silence wrapped around us, thick and electric. His gaze never left mine. Then, as if the universe itself had orchestrated every second of this, he leaned in and kissed me, slow, tender, claiming. When he pulled back my heart was pounding so hard I could barely breathe.

“It’s a good thing you left it with my grandmother,” he said quietly, breaking the spell. “If you’d meant to give it to charity, you’d have made a mistake. The ring is worthless.”

I frowned, pulling back sharply. A heavy silence stretched between us for several seconds before I shook my head in disbelief.

“I know Ares is cunning and a serial cheater, but he wouldn’t stoop so low as to propose with a worthless ring. That ring meant too much to me.”

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“In terms of what?” Cupid asked quietly, eyes searching mine. The question made me feel like the biggest fool for still defending the man who’d humiliated me for years.

“In terms of…” My voice faltered. I couldn’t say love. I couldn’t say respect. Ares had never given me either. “In terms of money. It was worth millions. He took a loan for it.”

Cupid stared at me, expression unreadable, almost pitying. Then he reached for the ring again and held it up between thumb and forefinger, letting the dashboard light catch the cheap metal.

“In terms of love or respect it might have carried some tiny scrap of meaning,” he said, voice low. “In terms of money? It’s the most worthless piece of junk I’ve ever seen.”

“Ares took out a massive loan for that ring, Cupid,” I protested, chest heaving. “I know he’s awful, but…”

I stopped, realizing I wasn’t defending Ares. I was desperately clinging to the last shred of sanity the lie had given me. Cupid shattered it anywa

“There’s an original version of this design,” he continued calmly. “That one is probably worth a billion or more. This?”

He turned the ring so I could see the faint seam where the plating had worn thin.

“This is a cheap replica. If you don’t trade in gold every day, you wouldn’t know the difference. I own dozens of real pieces. Watches, rings, necklaces. None of them feel like this. Ask him yourself if you think I’m lying.”