Claimed By The Mafia Rogue King (Snow and Cupid) novel Chapter 69

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Chapter 69

Chapter 69

Snowflakes

The water slid down my body, gentle, caressing, as though mixed with that fresh scent that always clings to him. The scent of lavender, rose flowers… something divine.

My hair dripped with water, and he simply watched, never taking his eyes off me until I finished. All cleaned up and ready to wrap my body with a towel.

I turned around and found his gaze waiting, admiring me again and again until he nodded ahead. I followed his gesture to the row of unused towels he had stacked in the corner.

I picked one and wrapped it around myself, then walked out, leaving him in the bathroom as I made my way into his bedroom. Moments later, I heard the water running again. He was bathing.

I walked closer to his kingsize bed and stared at it for a long moment before my gaze drifted upward to the headboard and then beyond to the vast ocean right outside. Slowly, my legs carried me to the glass wall. Serenity. Loneliness. Peace.

No one. Nothing. Just him, living here all alone.

I turned away quietly, and my eyes caught the framed picture beside the bed. It was the family portrait of the Godlikes. Alpha Ruis seated on the sacred Alpha’s seat, his children standing behind him with an aura of power.

Yenda and Cupid stood like pillars, radiating strength and support, while two older women flanked their father. A younger girl sat on the fur rug, leaning her head against him.

No sign of a mother… yet the picture still looked complete. Perfect.

He was adopted, and looking at how he lived, I could tell his adopted father treated him right.

I sighed softly and let my eyes move away from the picture only to find another one resting against the wall. I stepped closer, curiosity tightening in my chest.

It was Cupid when he was young. Very young. He looked different without the tattoos, almost innocent. I reached for the frame, staring in wonder, unable to comprehend the reality of it.

The picture was taken in a rural street. He stood beside a boy his age, maybe slightly older. Their hands were thrown around each other’s necks, and even in tattered, dirty clothes, they looked so happy. So carefree..

This must be before he was adopted, right?

“The picture was taken when I was twelve.”

His deep voice came from behind me, and I nearly dropped the frame as I jolted.

Cupid watched me carefully, and my eyes drifted to him.

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He had finished bathing. A towel wrapped around his waist, his chest bare, mapped out in tattoos and sin. He walked toward me slowly and gently took the picture from my hands, setting it back where I had found

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“That was before I got ade

• “dopted by my father,” he said softly.

He flicked his eyes up to mine, held my gaze for a moment, then walked away without another word. He opened a door to reveal a closet room full of his clothes and jewelry, then held the door open wider for me, an invitation.

I blinked away the shock of his confession and stepped inside.

The air left my chest. Rows of shirts, almost all black. Footwear lined up in all types and styles, so many it made me dizzy to look at them.

I moved around slowly until I paused before a shirt and picked it up.

“Mind if I borrow this for the night?” I asked softly.

He glanced at me just as he pulled off his towel to get dressed.

I tried, truly tried, to keep my gaze on his face, but it was useless. My eyes fell, helplessly, to his dick. And I swallowed, imagining it buried deep inside me.

The thought alone made me swallow again. I blinked quickly, struggling to hold myself together.

I lifted my gaze and found him staring at me, fully aware of my desire.

He smiled, unable to stop himself. The soft sound of it, the beauty of his face when he smiled… my heart warmed instantly.

“I’d prefer you walk around naked,” he confessed. But then he nodded. “You can put it on. It’s not going to stay long on you anyway.”

With those words, he turned away to get dressed, moving down another row. I felt the heat rise to my cheeks, but I gathered myself.

I pulled off the towel and slipped on his shirt. It fell to my knees, the sleeves hanging far past my hands. I smiled at the sight and reached up to fold them when I sensed him behind me.

I turned. He was already dressed in long pants and a sweatshirt. Casual. Warm. Devastatingly hot.

“What will you eat?” he asked. “I’ll make you something before I get to work.”

My heart leaped.

“W… work?” I asked, pulse thudding softly.

He seemed to understand what I meant because he shook his head.

“Yes. Work. Paperwork for my dad’s company.”

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I swallowed, a small disappointment settling in me that he wouldn’t be touching me anytime soon.

“I’ll take anything you can make.”

He nodded and walked out. I followed shortly after, and together we descended the short stairs into a wide kitchen. The stock was mostly gone. He clearly needed to shop.

He opened the refrigerator and sighed. Almost empty except for eggs, some vegetables, and a bottle of jam.

“I need to go shopping,” he muttered, almost sheepish.

I smiled.

“Eggs are perfect.”

He nodded and got to work. He pushed up his sleeves, movements precise, graceful. I slid onto the chair at the dinning area and watched, chin in my hands, completely mesmerized.

The silence was comfortable until the words slipped out of me, unbidden.

“You’re beautiful.“.

He froze for half a heartbeat, spatula hovering over the pan. Then he glanced at me, green eyes soft, unreadable. A slow, devastating smile curved his mouth. There was no mockery, just quiet warmth.

He didn’t answer. He didn’t need to.

He simply turned back to the stove and kept cooking, but the air between us had changed again, charged with something new and fragile and utterly terrifying.