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Castillo Del Angel: Marked By Vengeance. 105. Fucked Up Revenge Fantasy.
Angel.Dan’s words kept replaying in my head as I drove home. Even though my radio was on.It wasn’t the usual empty threat. No. This time, he sounded like he really wanted to bury my career into the ground.I shouldn’t have been this rattled. For fuck's sake, Dan had been blackmailing me for months now. Ever since the masked ball. Ever since that damn video that should never have existed. I had convinced myself that he was just playing his usual power games, bluffing like a man who never learned how to hold a real hand.But today felt different.Today, he reminded me that he could end everything.If that video surfaced—if the Bureau caught wind of what I did that night—I’d be pulled off the Mafia case so fast my chair would still be spinning. My badge might even follow. And that? That would be a career-ending blow. So yeah, I drove home with a pit in my stomach and my foot pressing down heavily on the gas. The sun was already sliding down behind the buildings. Dusk was approachin
Castillo Del Angel: Marked By Vengeance. 104. I Got What I Needed.
Castle.My dick twitched in my pants as I lay down on Angel's bed, pressing his shirt to my nose like it was an oxygen tank. Fuck.I turned my head to the side, picturing him stretched across it.Would his limbs be sprawled or curled tight? I wondered how he slept.And I was a little bit pissed at myself that I'd hadn't thought of the cameras before that morning. I wanted to know if he moaned in his sleep. If he hugged a pillow to himself. Also, if he jerked himself off on some lonely nights while thinking about me.The more I stared at the other side of the bed, the more I could imagine it better.I imagined Angel on his back, hand around his cock, biting down on his bottom lip just to keep quiet. I could almost hear his soft, shaky breaths, whispering my name. I didn’t know what possessed me. Maybe I was already past the point of being possessed. Maybe I’d been stripped down to my most feral pieces.Because I suddenly stood up, undoing my belt with numb fingers. Tugged the zippe
Castillo Del Angel: Marked By Vengeance. 103. The Universe Hates Me.
Angel.I hadn’t eaten all morning because there had been too many briefings in Beck's office. Too many planning concerning the raid tonight. And too many thoughts in my head.By the time lunch break came around, I was so hungry my stomach felt like it was folding in on itself.So I stepped out, shoved my hands in my pockets, and crossed the street to the little corner diner. The one that had the squeaky glass door and burnt-coffee charm. It wasn’t fancy. But it was quick, cheap, and quiet. And the waitstaff was fast on their feet.I slid into a booth by the window and ordered grilled cheese with tomato soup, some fries and a tall glass of coca cola.While waiting, I pulled out my phone to catch up on a few messages. The food came fast. Hot, perfectly greasy, and satisfying in a nostalgic sort of way. I was halfway through dipping my sandwich in the soup when a shadow passed in front of me, and someone placed their tray across from mine without a word.I looked up, and there he was.
Castillo Del Angel: Marked By Vengeance. 102. Maybe I Was Insane.
Castle.I should’ve felt guilty about what happened in the wee hours of the morning, but all I felt was cold.That hollow, creeping kind of cold that settled into my bones and made everything quiet—the kind that warned you the worst wasn’t over.Even though it was morning already, the blinds were drawn. And not even a bit of sunlight escaped through.I lay there in the dark, arms behind my head, staring up at the ceiling like it could calm the storm in my head.I remembered the event of last night when Adriana had held the glass to her own throat and threatened to kill herself if I didn’t stop treating her like she didn’t matter.And I dared her.Not because I wanted her dead, but because I realized, for the first time, that I wouldn’t care if she was.That was the truth. A raw, ugly thing I hadn’t let myself speak out loud until now.I remember how shocked she had looked when she didn't get the reaction she was aiming for from me. And how numb I felt as I said in a cold voice, “If y
Castillo Del Angel: Marked By Vengeance. 101. If Castle Was There…
Angel.I stayed in the shower until my fingers pruned and the water ran cold.I didn’t flinch. I didn’t move. I just stood there, forehead pressed against tile, letting the sting of cold water numb the heat still curling inside me. Heat from his hands. From his mouth.I let him in. Again. I let him ruin me. Again. And I pretended—somewhere in the back of my broken-ass brain—that maybe this time would be different. Eventually, I turned off the water and stood there for a while, listening. Maybe he'll call out to me. I really wanted him to stay, not because I said it but because he chose to.I didn’t come out until I heard the faint click of the front door and the distant hum of his engine driving off. My heart plummeted in my chest when I realized he left. Only then did I emerge, towel around my waist, my heart clenching.Of course he left. I was probably doing him a favor when I told him to leave. So what else was I expecting?I stood in the doorway of the bathroom and stared at my
Castillo Del Angel: Marked By Vengeance. 100. I'll Slice My Own Neck Open.
Castle. He pulled out slow and deliberate, like he wanted me to feel the loss of him and the emptiness that followed. And fuck, I did. It gutted me. His warmth, his weight, the pulse of him deep inside—I felt it vanish and I clenched, instinctively, like my body thought it could keep him somehow. But that was just wishful thinking. I stayed on the bed without moving. I didn't want to move yet. My chest was pressed to the mattress, my skin damp with sweat and spit and tears I hadn’t realized had slipped down. The room still smelled like sex—raw, feral, devastating. And still I didn’t move. Maybe if I stayed here, he would change his mind. Maybe he would come back and lie down beside me. Maybe he would wrap his arms around me like I wanted him to. But then his voice broke the silence, and the words he spoke hit me, as if someone had stabbed me in the guts with a jagged knife. “It’s done,” he said flatly. “The earlier you leave, the better it will be for the both of us.” He didn
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