Chapter 116
Chapter 116
Chapter 116
Cupid
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I was smoking the last cigarette in the pack when she finally appeared, walking toward me from up the street. I froze mid–exhale, watching her approach.
This morning she wore smart tailored trousers and a fitted tank top, a sleek black coat draped over it. Her hair short, dark waves, framed her face with effortless beauty, and she had her usual minimal makeup.
She carried herself with that unconscious confidence she still didn’t realize she possessed, and I caught the quick pauses from strangers who turned for a second look at her.
That stirred something sharp inside me. Something hotter than jealousy but I swallowed it down when she reached the car and slipped into the seat beside me.
Silence settled as she sat, but it didn’t last. I had already watched the news earlier, unsurprised by the chaos because I was the one who had triggered it. I expected all of that.
But what I didn’t expect was her message. Snowflakes calling me, sounding urgent enough that I abandoned everything to meet her a few blocks from H.O.W.L.
I turned to study her, noticing the slight hitch in her breathing, the tension radiating from her body. She stared at me intensely, and I wondered why she had really asked to meet.
“Are you okay?” I asked quietly.
Instead of answering, she leaned in, wrapped her arms around my neck, and kissed me.
I blinked in surprise, then kissed her back, soft and slow until she broke away, pulled a file from her bag, and pushed it into my hand.
Confusion flickered through me as I opened it.
“Cupid, tell me this is the Marlik you told me about. Your brother, your best friend. The one whose mother raised you when you were an orphan. Is this him?” she asked, her voice shaking.
I stared at the profile of Marlik Rogue.
“He looks different here from how he looked when I saw him yesterday. When was this photo taken?” I asked instead, voice low.
She stiffened beside me.
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“You met him p>
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“Last night,” I murmured, leaning back. “This picture must be years old. He looks rough now. Your brother prosecuted the wrong man p>
Snow swallowed hard, eyes darting to mine.
“There must have been strong evidence pointing at Marlik,” she insisted, defending her brother.
I held her gaze for a moment, then nodded.
“Yes p>
Silence stretched between us, charged, tight until finally I broke it.
“On my trip, I found my mother and brought her back. She told me about Marlik. That’s how I located him. I visited him last night. I know my brother. He’s insane and reckless… but he isn’t a murderer.” I exhaled, brushing my thumb along her cheek before leaning in to kiss her again. “I don’t trust anybody when it concerns the people I love but I trust you with this case. I know you’ll see justice served. Right p>
Her expression softened, shaken by my faith in her. Snow cupped my face and kissed me, tender at first, then deeper.
My hand slid beneath her tank top, palming her warm breast, and she moaned into my mouth before breaking away and resting her forehead against me.
Her breath trembled. Her hand spread over my chest. Desire flickered between us, reminding us how long we had been apart, how badly our bodies wanted to reconnect.
I cupped her jaw and drew her back into another kiss, right as her phone chimed. She sighed and checked it, eyes dimming.
“They’re officially reopening the case, but it depends on what we hear from Marlik today. We’re going to the prison to interview him p>
I swallowed hard, pulse hammering in my throat as I stared into her blown–out eyes. She tried to ease back, soft and hesitant, but my hands locked on her hips like iron. No fucking way was I letting her go yet.
A shaky breath fluttered from her lips.
“I should go, Cupid,” she whispered tenderly, the words brushing my mouth, pleading and needy all at once.
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I nodded, but didn’t move. Couldn’t. My fingers curled under the hem of her thin tank top and dragged it up slow, savoring every inch of skin I uncovered.
She sank back against the passenger seat, chest rising fast as I shoved her bra up with gentle patience. Her full tits spilled free and heavy, perfect, pale skin flushed pink with arousal. Those tight little nipples were already rock–hard, begging.
The sight alone made my cock jerk violently in my jeans, a thick bead of pre–cum soaking through my boxers. I groaned, low and filthy, and dropped my head. My mouth closed over one stiff peak, sucking hard, tongue lashing the sensitive tip while I pinched and rolled the other between my fingers until it glistened with my spit.
“Fuck Cupid…” she gasped, back arching off the seat, fingers twisting brutally into my hair, yanking me closer like she’d die if I stopped. I didn’t.
I switched tits, biting down just hard enough to make her cry out, then soothing the sting with wet, hungry pulls of my mouth. Every moan she fed me went straight to my dick, throbbing, aching, ready to split her open right here in the damn car.
I finally pulled back, lowering her bra and tank top, setting my jaw to rein in control when her soft voice drifted to me again.
“I want you tonight. Will you make time p>
Her eyes held mine. A beat passed before I nodded. It was a lie. I was fully booked but I’d be insane to refuse a woman like her, that body, that fire.
“Yeah. I’ll pick you up myself p>
She nodded, kissed me softly, then reached for the door. But she paused, looking back.
“Tell Marlik he needs to be completely honest with my brother during the interview. If it’s about justice, it has to start there. Okay p>
I nodded.
“Thanks for the heads–up p>
She smiled, stepped out with the file in hand, and walked toward H.O.W.L. I watched her leave, my cock aching at the sway of her hips.
Smart, prestigious family, stunning face, stunning body. Only a madman wouldn’t fall for her.
I exhaled, forcing my mind back into order as I reached for my phone to call Sir Jack.
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Marlik needed the warning because the line was already drawn.
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