All Chapters of Castillo Del Angel: Marked By Vengeance. : Chapter 81 - Chapter 90

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81. Complications.

Angel.The scream split through the air, and for a second, I thought it came from me.Castle froze. His hand was still in mine. But his eyes went wide and hollow. Like he already knew.We both moved at the same time, no words, just instinct. Like muscle memory. I ran faster down the flight of stairs. I don’t even know why.I got there first, and the world just tilted.Adriana was crumpled at the bottom of the stairs, like a broken doll somebody had dropped too hard. Her hands were on her stomach. Her dress was soaked through with blood—thick and dark and spreading too fast.She was crying. No, wailing. Screaming his name.“Castle! Castle—my baby, I fell—I didn’t mean—please, please, it hurts—”He was behind me in a breath, then he ran past me and dropped to his knees. “Adriana, oh my God—shit, don’t move, just stay there—”She reached for him. “My baby—Castle, please—"I just stood there. Frozen. Like someone had hit pause on me.And all I could think about was how every time I tried

Last Updated : 2025-06-21

82. Wake Up, Please.

Castle.It had been four days since Adriana fell. Four long, blurry, back-to-back days that bled into each other like watercolor on wet paper. I hadn’t left her side since. Not once. Not even for air.She was discharged this morning. The doctors said she needed to be monitored constantly by someone she trusted, someone close.And well, that person had to be me. Not because I was the most qualified, or the most available, but because she asked.I’d like to say I was there out of obligation, or guilt. But the truth is, she was hurting. And I couldn’t turn my back on her. Not in that kind of pain. Not after everything.She lost her baby. I haven’t said that out loud yet. I’m not even sure I’ve let myself feel it fully. There just hasn’t been time. Not between hospital lights and sleepless nights and the sound of her crying all the damn time.Right now, I was carrying a bowl of soup to her room. Chicken and vegetables. Tomas made it, bless him. That man was doing everything—running the b

Last Updated : 2025-06-23

83. I Really Want To Kiss You.

Angel.The first thing I felt when I woke up was heat on my face, like someone was breathing down on me. As I tried to open my eyes the headache came. It was like a slow pressure, spreading in my skull. Almost like someone had cracked it open and poured acid and tiny needles inside.I blinked hard, trying to open my eyes, and the blur above me slowly shaped into a face. The one that I knew too well, the face that had haunted me for the past few days.I jerked back with a groan. “How the fuck did you get in?”My throat was dry and painful as I spoke but he didn't answer. He just stared at me with a look of pity on his face. I sat up too fast, knocking the stupid blanket off of me. “You came into my house just to look at me like that? What, I’m some stray dog now? You feel bad because I passed out on the floor?”He still didn’t say anything, just sat there looking guilty, like he expected me to fall apart. And maybe I did look like shit—I hadn’t eaten, hadn’t slept right, been living

Last Updated : 2025-06-24

84. Falling For You.

Castle.I really wanted to kiss him.I missed him so much it hurt. By the way, sitting this close and not touching him felt like torture. I didn’t want to hold back or to be careful. I just wanted us to feel like us again.I wanted to kiss him like I meant it. Like I was starving and he was the only thing in the world that could fill me.His breath hitched—but he didn’t move. Just looked at me with those eyes, guarded but burning, like he was waiting to see if I’d really go there. If I’d still choose him after everything.So I did.I leaned in and kissed him. Slow. Sure. Certain.And he kissed me back like he was waiting for me to do it first. Like he needed it just as badly. His hand clenched in my shirt tightly, pulling me closer, and holding me like he thought I would disappear on him again.God, his mouth.Still warm. A little rough from the bourbon and the stress. But still the softest damn thing I’ve ever tasted.I deepened the kiss, tilted my head, let it all pour out. Everythi

Last Updated : 2025-06-25

85. You're A Really Bad Boy, Marcello.

Angel. I watched Marcello go down the hallway to my bedroom. I loved the way he was always so obedient and didn't need to be instructed twice. Sniffing my armpits, I groaned in disgust. I smelt like a sewer and I couldn't even begin to imagine how Marcello had been so comfortable in my arms just a few minutes before. Wasn't he repulsed by the smell?I got up and made my way to the bedroom. Entering inside, I was greeted by the sight of Marcello taking off his shirt. His back muscles flexed as he pulled it over his head. As if he sensed my presence, he looked back at me and winked. I offered a small smile, wanting nothing more than to go to him and gather him in my arms. Then, I would have my wicked way with him. But that would have to wait for a few more minutes. “I'm stepping in for a quick shower,” I told him as I made my way to the bathroom. He smirked and watched me go. I wanted to ask him if he would love to join me, but I held my tongue. If he wanted to, I guess I had alre

Last Updated : 2025-06-26

86. The Club Is On Fire.

Castle. Even though Angel had always been dominant in the bedroom, it seemed like he was being extra today. Maybe it was the fear of losing me that brought it out of him or maybe he was finally giving in to his dark urges. Whatever it was, I liked it. Especially when his hand tightened around my throat and when he referred to himself as Daddy. “Understood?” He asked again, pulling me out of my thoughts. I nodded, not able to talk with his hands around my throat. Satisfied with my response, he released me and I took in a long shaky breath. But before I could breathe properly, he grabbed my jaw and slammed his lips on mine. I don't think I can ever get tired of his kisses. I didn't know how to explain it, but his kisses varied from time to time. And I could gauge his emotions and moods from his kisses. Right now, he was impatient and wanted to get me on his bed. Same here, daddy. He grabbed onto my hips and yanked me up, and my legs came around his waist as he carried me out of

Last Updated : 2025-06-27

87. Don't Be A Dick.

Castle. As if suddenly possessed by an evil spirit, I jerked away from Angel's hold. I couldn't fucking breathe and his touch and closeness were making it worse. “Marcello…” he called as he turned to me with confusion written all over his face. “Don't… come closer,” I managed to choke out before grabbing my pants and putting them on. My movements were frantic and I almost fell, but all I could think about was the club. My club. Burnt to the ground. Who the hell would do that? And why? I needed to get there fast. So after putting on my pants, I grabbed my hoodie from the floor and walked out of Angel's room, hoodie still in hand. I rushed outside and got into my car. As soon as I turned on the ignition, Angel burst out of the front door with only a towel wrapped around his waist. “Marcello, you—” I didn't wait to hear whatever he had to say next. Instead, I revved up the car engine and sped off. I didn't know what exactly I was going to do now, but I just knew I needed to see

Last Updated : 2025-06-28

88. Leave This Place Now.

Angel. There's something about the universe that I'm not really cool with, and that's its inability to crack a funny joke. Every single time it attempts to crack a joke, it always ends up with the universe laughing at the joke alone. Because I'm not fucking laughing.I don't know how to explain how Marcello and I were supposed to be working things out—basically, he was supposed to be more open with me, or at least, try to be—but the way he ran out after that one call was worse than ever. He didn't even wear his freaking hoodie before he rushed out like Lucifer himself was on his trail.But one thing he forgot behind was his phone. I knew it was a bad habit to pry into someone's phone because that was basically their privacy. Yeah yeah, I know…But I couldn't help it. The phone was open. I had rushed out after him in a freaking towel to hand his phone to him but did he collect it? No.He didn't even wait for me to finish talking before he stepped on the gas like I was repulsive to h

Last Updated : 2025-06-29

89. My Relationship With Angel Was Jeopardized.

Castle. “Castle, is that you?” I heard Adriana's voice call from the kitchen as soon as I entered the house. Before I could reply, Reggie, one of her bodyguards walked up to me and signalled outside. I nodded and we went back out. “What's the matter?” I asked. “She's been awake for quite a while now, and she actually woke up hysterical,” he replied.“What do you mean she woke up hysterically?”“I mean she was shouting and screaming in her sleep. I had to go upstairs with Dave and try to calm her down. She was screaming your name, asking for you and we had to tell her that you were on the way back.”I nodded and proceeded to go inside but he tapped my arm. Annoyed by his brazenness, I turned to him with an annoyed look on my face.“What else?”“She asked us if you had gone to see your boy toy.”I raised a brow and chuckled darkly. “And…?”“We told how we didn't know where you went and she started hyperventilating. So we had to tell her that you just went to the club to meet Tomas.

Last Updated : 2025-07-01

90. Marcello Fucking Castle.

Angel. There’s a kind of silence that wraps around your neck like a noose, pulling tighter every second. That was the kind of silence I sat in after I got home from the club. Before I gave the phone to Tomas, I had put in my cell number and saved it, hoping Marcello would call me. Why was I still calling him Marcello even? It's not like I was something special to him. I noticed when Tomas left, way before Dan got to the club so I deduced he would have given the phone to Castle. But there's been no call or message from him. I still remembered how he had sped past me earlier, as if I was some phase he was embarrassed to admit to. But somehow, I still found myself hoping he’d call. I had stayed at the club scene longer than necessary. Dan showed up really late, muttering something about traffic but I barely heard him. We took photos, secured the perimeter, and questioned a few nearby witnesses. Just routine stuff, and I felt hollow throughout—my body moving like it belonged t

Last Updated : 2025-07-01

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