Claimed By The Mafia Rogue King (Snow and Cupid) novel Chapter 89

Chapter 89

Ares

“Standing today with the authority bestowed upon me as judge, Snowflakes Frost and Ares Bani are hereby divorced, severed as man and wife.”

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The slam of the gavel detonated in my skull. For a second, I genuinely thought I’d watched Snow stand victorious beside her brother, Kashi, his winning streak glinting like a polished blade. Yet even in triumph, the courtroom did not celebrate.

The session ended, but no one moved. Silence clung like smoke.

At last, Rocco rose from the elevated bench and stalked away. Eshan pushed up from his seat, crossed the floor, and wrapped his sister in an embrace.

I watched that reunion, heart thundering against my ribs. I knew the Frosts. I knew their reach. I should already be preparing for the storm they would unleash. Lawsuits, criminal charges, whatever they needed to make me bleed for daring to lay hands on their precious Snow.

“Let’s get you home,” Kashi murmured to her.

Snow nodded, already turning to leave, until I strode forward and seized her wrist.

For a long moment, I just stared at her, unraveling the confusing twist inside my chest. It hit me like a sick joke. I was sad to see her walk out of my life. I couldn’t stomach the idea of her being unattached again.

“Get your hands off my sister!” Eshan snarled, tearing my grip away. He pinned me with an icy, triumphant smirk. “Get ready to rot in jail, Mr. Bani. I give you my word.”

Snow was ushered away, and I stared after them, at their united backs. Grant Frost, the father, rose last. He gave me a single look, one so cutting it functioned as a prophecy, then walked out.

A silent king with too much power and too many connections. A man who never needed the law, because people like him were the law. And I was the man who spit in its face. I had dared strike a Frost. Now I would be made to pay.

I sat, bowing my head as the room emptied, reporters last, then everyone else until only Rusi, Veyron, and I remained.

I still couldn’t comprehend it. We had come expecting victory. Kashi had intended to request withdrawal, and I’d told Rusi to deny it.

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Instead, someone had flipped the game. Someone brought Valencia forward. She believed I hired men to beat her, but I never did. Someone else orchestrated that. And knowing the Frosts, that wasn’t their style. So who did? Who wanted my ruin badly enough?

My phone buzzed, but I ignored it. Rusi’s rang next and he answered, then extended it toward

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“It’s Neils. He wants you.”

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I parked at home and rushed inside, only to find my mother and my sister, Ranta. Her husband, the one who’d summoned me, was nowhere in sight.

Mother spotted me first and shot to her feet, abandoning her glass mid–table.

“A divorce, Ares? And we only learned from the news? You couldn’t tell us?”

I looked away, breaths tight.

“It happened fast. I didn’t know she’d file back.”

“I knew that woman was poison,” she spat. “Ungrateful creature.”

But my attention was on Ranta.

“Where’s your husband? He said to meet here…”

A car halted outside; quick footsteps approached, then Neils White entered. He didn’t waste a second. He closed in but paused. My mother and sister watching forced him to leash himself.

“Private talk,” he clipped. I led him to the library.

Behind closed doors, Neils stood immaculate, glasses, polished posture but his gaze was lethal. I’d known him since school. A righteous judge wrapped around something darker than he’d ever admit. He had helped me bury my worst mistake, and now that grave was cracking open, that was why he burned.

“What if her brothers open the Dark Alley case, Ares? What if they charge you for assaulting their sister? Do you understand who she is? A Frost. Why would you ever raise a hand at her?”

He didn’t let me answer. His fury consumed the oxygen. I slumped back against the wall, raking fingers through my hair.

“I don’t think they’ll press charges,” I muttered. “And even if they do, would they really throw

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their own daughter into prison? The real Frost, the actual culprit?”

Neils didn’t like my hope. But he exhaled, gaze shifting as he calculated angles invisible to anyone else.

“Let’s hope Eshan doesn’t call for prosecution. He’s unhinged, and Rocco is strict.”

“Kashi?” I asked.

Neils looked at me as if I’d summoned the devil.

“He’s calm until he isn’t. When he snaps, he’s the worst of them. Pray they don’t find reason to open a fresh case.” He sighed, then flicked me a cutting half–smile. “Anyway congratulations. You’re officially single. Took long enough. Bright side? Nothing to hide now. You can finally take Viviana for yourself.”

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