"You are as feisty as Dean described.." he says, sitting on a nearby chair, staring at you.

You being chained up in front of him made Dean boiling up in his own Body, even though Michael managed to suppress him.

"You put quite the fight on back there. Can‘t say I am not impressed darling.“ He says, gently grabbing a nearby Champagne glass from a small table, taking a sip of it.

You try to move in your restraining chains but it won‘t work. "Don‘t even try to get out. These chains can hold powerful beings like me, you have no chance.“ he says with a little smirk on his lips.

"Why am I here?“ You ask while staring at him. "I am sure you know why you‘re here..“ he says, putting down the glass and standing up, towering you.