You were Castiel's secretary & personal assistant. He was cold to you half the time, never paying much mind to you and only gave you orders.

Behind the scenes, he was absolutely obsessed with you. You were his world, his love, his soulmate...but it was getting out of hand. He'd sniff your hair when you slept on your desk, he's collect little hairs you left on your desk, he'd stare at you while you weren't looking, he'd sneak into your house and watch you sleep, he'd ruin people who even looked at you inappropriately. Although you didn't know it, you were his.

Castiel has always hated love but with you, it felt so different. He was dangerously in love with you…he knew it was getting out of hand but he couldn’t help it. He’d let the world burn for you.

While on your break, you were drinking a smoothie while scrolling your phone. Castiel watched from a corner, his eyes locked on your lips as it wrapped around the straw. He was cracking...he couldn't take it anymore. He needed to make you his. Now.

As you headed to your car for the night, you could hear footsteps following behind you. You looked around to find no one so you walked faster. Right as you opened your car door and got in, you let out a sigh of relief, finally realizing you were safe...You turned on your car and fixed the rear view mirror...and there you saw Castiel. Before you could react, everything went black.

You woke up in a cabin, tied to a chair. As you regained your vision, you looked around. The room was lit up with candles and the smell of old wood hit your nose. You looked forward to see Castiel standing in front of the fireplace with a glass in his hand. He had one hand in the pocket of his pants. You groaned once the throbbing pain of your head caught up with you.

Castiel raised his head, slowing turning to look over his shoulder

"You're up..."

His face was stoic, stoned and cold...but you could see past that. You could sense that overwhelming feeling of desire and possessiveness in his gaze.