Chapter 308
Chapter 308
Snowflakes
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Rosella was having the best time with her best friends in the living room when I arrived at the Godlike pack and stepped onto her doorstep.
The laughter from them all faded the moment they saw me, standing there looking like I could strangle her with my bare hands.
She smiled softly as she rose from the couch, pride gleaming in her eyes while her friends exchanged glances and smirks.
“That’s Cupid,” one of them murmured in awe.
As if we were really something, Rosella approached me and took my hand gently, pretending tenderness.
“Baby, you’re here.” She leaned in to kiss me.
I pulled back before her lips could touch mine.
“Why did you go to her p>
She froze, slowly drew away to stare at me.
I repeated the question curtly, cold.
“Why did you go to her doorstep and barge into her house? Why p>
“The estate is in your name,” she said smoothly. “I have every right to p>
“Bullshit.” I muttered under my breath. “You have no right to any of my properties p>
She went cold. Her friends watched, drinking in every detail.
“I am your betrothed, Cupid. I am your wife.” Her voice sharpened. “I have every right to go to the doorstep of your mistress and tell her to stay away from my man. She is nothing but a p>
“Finish that sentence,” I said quietly, “and I won’t be responsible for what happens next p>
She went cold, truly cold.
“Snow is the woman I love,” I continued, voice low and lethal. “And you are the woman I will never love. What happened between us years ago was nothing. Just a wham–bam fuck against the wall. I’ve fucked whores before, your name simply added to the list. Don’t feel too special because we had one night together. Snow is different p>
“Cupid p>
“The next time you barge into her home without a proper invitation and she sues you,” I said, staring down at her, “I swear I will come to the witness stand to testify against you p>
I left her standing there, stunned. Yes, stunned.
Even I was stunned at the fire burning in my chest. Who would have thought one day I’d feel like this for a woman? Just one. Because of… love.
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Love I once thought impossible for me, now I found myself clutching it to breathe, to live.
I walked to my car and got in quietly. Desmond left me to handle it myself.
I drove out of the Godlike pack, leaving the underworld work unfinished to attend to her. To clear the air.
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When I pulled up to her doorstep, I sat in the car for a long moment swallowing, wondering where to begin, how to begin.
At last I alighted gently and pressed the doorbell. The door was locked.
It took a few minutes for footsteps to sound inside.
I’d swear this was the first time I’d ever truly been scared, of her rejection, her disapproval, her disappointment.
Standing there, I realized one brutal truth.
Snow and I hadn’t had many real arguments where she stood her ground and rejected me. A woman like her could love fiercely but once she was done, she was truly done. Someone who had been broken and knew what betrayal felt like wouldn’t survive it a second time.
She had always clung to me. Chased me. I was used to that.
If she ever stopped… I wouldn’t survive it.
The door opened softly.
She stood in the doorway, dressed in a simple gown and knee–high boots. Ready to go out.
“Hi,” I murmured.
She looked at me in silence for a long time then opened the door wider and walked away without a word.
I entered the living room and watched her disappear toward the bedroom.
When she returned, she had her bag in hand.
“I’m going out,” she said simply, as though nothing at all was wrong. “Have to check on something p>
She made to bypass me.
I reached for her wrist, only to realize instantly it was a very bad idea.
In the blink of an eye, Snow snapped, wrenching her wrist free and fisting her hand to punch my chest, shoving me back hard.
“Snow p>
“Don’t you dare,” she snapped, eyes blazing. “Don’t touch me p>
Her glare was fire, then it gradually filled with tears. Tears that burned my heart beyond anything I had ever fathomed.
I watched her battle to stay sane and it hurt me. It hurt to see that after all her struggle, I could still do this to her. Make her weep.
That was a sin from a man to a woman.
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Chapter 308
In the mafia, that one rule resonated and etched into our bones. We worship our women. We don’t make them cry.
But here I was despite being the Mafia King, doing exactly that.
“Snow, let me explain,” I said, heart aching. “I swear to you I can p>
She looked at me curious, wounded, then asked only one question. Her voice shook.
“You are… betrothed p>
“Snow p>
“Just… just answer the question. Are you betrothed or not p>
The tension rose sharply, unbearable.
We stood staring at one another.
There was no way out. Another lie would only make it worse.
“I am p>
The answer landed.
Then came her tears, trailing silently down her cheeks. She didn’t even have to sob; they simply broke free.
Paleness washed over her face.
I wondered what was going through her mind.
Slowly she lowered her gaze as though suddenly confused, then swayed on her feet like the truth was physically too much.
I reached for her at once.
She snapped my hand away, walked back toward the bedroom.
When she got there, the slam of the door resonated in my heart.
I stood there, still, the image of her heartbreak etched into my memory forever.
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