Claimed By The Mafia Rogue King (Snow and Cupid) novel Chapter 97

Chapter 97

Cupid

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I stared at the screen of my cellphone far too long, feeling the pressure in my chest build and debating endlessly, until the door opened and Evalina appeared at the doorway.

“The accountant is here. Let’s go.”

I stayed frozen a moment, hating myself for too many things at once, before leaving the phone behind and brushing past her to step outside. The cold wind cut through the air, sharp against my skin. I stood beneath it, staring across the long lane ahead.

Draven Estate stretched wide, so wide it disappeared beyond sight, and I watched Evalina head toward a section I had never bothered to explore. I followed her quietly, noting the strange mix of energies in the air. All tribes of the werewolf territory were present here.

We reached an outdoor garden. It was tidy, almost too arranged, soft, clean, beautiful in a way meant to impress. A man was already seated there. His big eyes peered at me from behind his glasses.

His aura was unmistakably human, dull without tribal markings, but there was calculation in him, an awareness by how closely he examined me.

“Mr. Godlike is here,” he greeted, smiling crisply as he extended his hand.

“Cupid,” I responded while taking it.

“Yes?”

“Call me Cupid,” I repeated, settling into my sea across him.

“I am Jave too. Please, don’t be too polite.”

Evalina, dressed oddly conservative today, came to sit beside me, leaning into my space with a closeness even family would misread. Perhaps she was right to because at that moment, I could feel Snowflakes slipping from my grasp, likely angry and ready to give up.

“You came early. I’ll tell the maid to bring tea,” se remarked, signalling a woman waiting nearby. The maid hurried off, and Evalina turned to Jave with a polished smile.

“Have you drafted the contract? We will be joining hands with the Godlikes.”

“Yes… Eva, I must tell you something about the request,” Jave began, but Evalina instantly lifted a brow, warning him into silence. Jave, unfortunately, was the kind who couldn’t read a hint. “The finest purest dust is not actually provided by the Dravens. It is owned by…”

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“I asked you a question. Did you draft the contract?” Evalina cut sharply, and I paused to register the tone shift.

Something was wrong. Did my father know this: If the Dravens didn’t produce the purest dust, then who did? Who had that power? Who owns the stash.

“I made the contract,” Jave answered quickly, unzipping his bag. He laid the documents on the table, and Evalina snatched the pen to sign it without hesitation.

She turned the papers toward me, placing the pen beside it, expecting me to seal the Godlike Mafia Empire to the Dravens with a stroke.

I knew this was what my father wanted. Once I signed, our mafia empire would be bound business partners, and maybe more than that.

I stared at the document, torn, then my father’s voice echoed in

my

mind.

Get it done. You must before you come home.

I lifted the pen and was about to sign when the maid returned and set the tea down. Evalina immediately snapped at her.

“Why are you serving? Where is the chef?”

“I’m… sorry, Ma’am. The chef stepped out to restock the store and I was asked to attend…”

Before she finished, Evalina shoved the tray aside, as if it were filth and I froze, not because of her rudeness. I had seen worse growing up. What made me freeze was the voice. The cadence. The familiarity.

Tea spilled over the contract but I barely cared. What mattered was the woman standing there. Slowly. very slowly, I lifted my gaze. After all these years, after more than a decade, I saw her again.

Mother.

Marlik’s mother. The woman who took me in when my parents died.

She turned, ready to beg Evalina for forgiveness but her eyes collided with mine. Recognition flashed instantly despite the years, espite her condition.

Cold shivers crawled down my spine. The pen spped from my fingers. I was forged in Godlike fire, trained to never tremble but in that moment, all discipline shattered.

I had never seen anyone look so broken, so unkempt, so frightened and hollowed.

“It’s her fault!” Evalina snapped at the ruined contract. She turned to strike the maid, but I

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“Let her be. We’ll draft another,” I muttered, pulling Evalina toward me. She blinked, startled by my gentleness, and that reaction only fed her vanity. She leaned into me with a smile, and I forced myself to look away from my mother. No one could know. Not here. I had too much to lose.

“I’ll head back,” I murmured at last, breathing becoming unbearable. I stood too quickly, ready to leave, when her fingers wrapped around my wrist.

I froze.

Her touch was icy. Her hand small, thin, wrinkled.

“Jahan?” she whispered, disbelief threading through her voice.

Only a few people in my early life knew that name. My birth name, Jahan Rogue. A name I abandoned the day I swore myself to the Godlikes. My father renamed me Cupid the moment I completed the ritual. Yet here she was.. knowing.

I had searched every inch of the human region and werewolf territory for my rogue family, yet she was here, rotting under Draven control.

I clenched my jaw, pulled my wrist free, and walked away. Evalina hurried beside me, casting the woman a disgusted look before glancing at me in concern.

“She’s a crazy woman. Don’t mind her.”

I stopped, looking at Evalina fully. A crazy woman? Yes. It took someone broken and desperate to raise a boy whose father killed his mother.

“What do you say tonight? Stay in my room,” I asked, meeting her eyes. She blinked in surprise, then lit up with a grin.

“What’s the dress code?” she asked, voice low and teasing, leaning in to graze my lips with

hers.

“No dress.”

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