All Chapters of The Kingpin's Captive (Omegaverse): Chapter 111 - Chapter 120

Castiel’s P.O.V Damien doesn’t give me a chance to back away. His grip tightens on the back of my neck, pulling me closer, forcing me to feel every inch of him pressed against me. His kiss is hot and insistent, and it shatters everything I thought I knew. I try to pull away, but it’s like I don’t have control over my own body anymore. My hands, which were frozen by my sides, find their way to his chest, and I can feel the rapid beat of his heart under my palm. He’s just as shaken as I am, just as desperate.I don’t know how to react. My mind is screaming at me to stop, to push him away, but there’s something about the intensity of the moment, the way he’s holding me so tightly, that makes me hesitate. It’s like everything inside me is fighting against itself—one part of me wants to break free, to run, but another part, a much deeper part, wants to stay, wants to give in.In a heartbeat, everything else fades into nothingness as Damien deepens his kiss. Before I can even register what

Castiel’s P.O.VThe soft hiss of the waves crashing against the shore is the only sound that fills the space between us. The air smells salty and fresh with the sea breeze, and the sand beneath us feels cool against my skin. I’m sitting with my legs stretched out, a bottle of beer resting between my fingers, the glass cool to the touch. Damien sits beside me, his presence so familiar yet still just out of reach in some ways. His own bottle is half-finished, the label peeling from the condensation as he takes another sip, his gaze lost in the horizon.The setting sun paints everything in soft orange and purple hues, the light spilling across his face, casting shadows in the curve of his jaw. I can’t help but notice the way the colors seem to soften the edges of the hard lines that have always been there. The Damien I thought I knew is slipping away, and I don’t know whether I should be terrified or grateful.“How’ve you been doing this past week?” he asks, breaking the silence. His voi

Castiel’s P.O.VThe car hums softly as Damien pulls it back into the familiar parking spot in front of the restaurant. I glance at him, my heart still racing from everything we’ve shared, everything that’s come to light between us. It feels surreal, the whole thing, like the world has shifted into a place where, for once, I’m not running from anything.It’s strange how circumstances were so different when I left with Damien, and now, things between us had changed drastically, and for the better.As we step out of the car and walk toward the entrance of the restaurant, I can’t help but feel a twinge of nervousness in my chest. The memories of the past week—the confusion, the betrayal, the pain—are still fresh, and I can’t shake the feeling that things aren’t going to be easy. Not with everyone here.But as we push through the door, the usual noise of clattering plates and soft cha

Castiel’s P.O.VThe air in Damien’s room feels thick with the weight of everything left unsaid. He watches me closely as I take a deep breath, trying to collect my thoughts. There’s a lot I’ve been holding back, and if we’re going to be completely open with each other, I know I can’t keep these things inside any longer. This conversation has to happen, no matter how difficult.“Damien,” I begin, my voice a little shaky. “I have to tell you something. It’s about Elijah.”I see the way Damien’s posture shifts, the way his shoulders tense ever so slightly. He’s been patient, waiting for me to speak, but I can tell that just mentioning Elijah’s name brings a certain unease to him.“The party…it wasn’t the first time I saw Elijah.” I told him, my voice trembling slightly. “It was somewhere else…a long time before the party.

Castiel’s P.O.VBut the comfort that Damien’s arms provided was short-lived because my mind went back to what he had told me just moments earlier.‘Gabriel came to me.’Gabriel came to him? What exactly did that mean?Pulling back slightly, I stared at Damien, my mind reeling, trying to make sense of what he just told me. The echoes of his words sank in slowly, like stones settling in the pit of my stomach. Gabriel had caused the misunderstanding between us. Gabriel. The name alone sent a rush of emotions through me, a mixture of anger, betrayal, and... confusion.Then how could Damien trust him again?"Is that really how you found me?" I asked, my voice quieter than I meant it to be, but the words still felt heavy, like they were too much to carry.Damien's expression softened, a glint of something crossing his eyes—tiredness, maybe. "Yeah," he said, his tone steady but with an edge that