All Chapters of The Kingpin's Captive (Omegaverse): Chapter 1 - Chapter 3

3 Chapters

Chapter 1: A Brisk Move

Castiel’s P.O.V “Pathetic. Just plain stupid. You terrible, terrible fool— and No- I do not want to hear an explanation!" Oliver, the manager of the restaurant and also my boss, screamed at me at the top of his lungs as I rose from the floor slowly, where I had been picking up shards of the broken plate.The young lady standing beside him smirked wider, her expression and posture showing someone that had achieved a certain type of victory. And maybe she had.“Sir…I swear I didn't do anything. I've been picking up the shards of this plate—” I started but was immediately cut short again. He was visibly angry, but then again, he was always angry. With me, anyways.“And who exactly threw the plate on the floor, Castiel? You're acting like the shards suddenly appeared there on their own!” He barked, approaching me stealthily as I backed up against the wall.I tried to think back to how I had landed in this position in the first place, and realized it all started with the woman and her fri
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Chapter 2: Damien Synclair

Castiel’s P.O.V The gunshot still echoed in my head, louder than I thought a single pull of the trigger could be. But what haunted me most wasn’t the sound. It was the blood splattered on the walls, the blood pooling on the floor. I stared at the gang leader, my hands trembling as the gun fell to the floor. I didn’t even know his name, only that he was the boss. And now he was lying in a pool of his own blood, lifeless.For a moment, the room seemed eerily quiet, the silence broken only by the noise of my own ragged breathing. But then, suddenly, Celia’s cry shattered the tranquility and the reality of it all came crashing down on me."You're dead," someone snarled, stepping forward, fists clenched. Another man grabbed a bottle and smashed it against the wall, shards flying everywhere. I took a step back, instinct kicking in. They were coming for me. All of them. "Get him!" someone else shouted, and before I could think, my sister, Celia, pulled herself out of the dead man’s grip a
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Chapter 3: A Price to Pay

Castiel’s P.O.V Damien’s breath was hot against my neck, and I couldn’t suppress the shiver that ran down my spine. I grit my teeth, trying to focus on anything else—anything but the weight of him pressing into me, the feeling of his hands moving over my body like he has some kind of right to it.The room is dark, but the feeling of his hands on my body kept me grounded to the here and now, making sure I knew exactly what was happening.I knew what he wanted, after all, Damien’s interest in men was no secret. But I never imagined myself as his next victim…how the hell had I ended up in this scenario? Why was I so powerless to stop this?“Stop.” I grit out, yet another futile attempt to break free from the binds. “No!”But the metallic snap of his knife jolts me back to reality. I felt the cold tip of his blade glide against my chest, slipping under the fabric of my shirt. Then, the sound of fabric tearing fills the silence. My shirt falls away in jagged pieces, baring me to his eyes.
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