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Castiel waved the person away, shaking his head.

"I'm…I'm okay…"
The person said something, and it sounded like they were loud enough, but all Castiel could hear were muffled noises. He looked over at the person, and groaned when he realized that his vision was blurring. When did it get dark? Was it night time already?

The person said something to someone else who was with them, and moments later Castiel felt a cold wave hit his face. He jumped up, his vision instantly clearing as he wiped his face. Lysander and Iris stood in front of him, holding a bottle of water. Iris sat on the bench next to him with her hands to his cheeks.

"Cas? Look at me. Are you alright?"
He looked around, shocked that he was so far from work.

"Castiel?"
"I'm alright. I gotta go-"
He stood to continue on his way when Iris grabbed his arm and pulled him back down onto the bench.

"You need to rest. Where are you going that's so important?"
"I gotta go to work."
"Well-"
She took the bottle from Lysander and handed it to Castiel.
"-you need to wait a while. They'll understand."
Castiel shook his head and started trying to walk off again. Lysander grabbed his hand and pulled him back.

"Relax. Iris is right. It's not as important as your health."
Iris walked into a nearby restaurant before coming back out with a salad and a sandwich.

"Here. You need to eat."
Lysander helped Castiel over to a table and sat him down as Iris laid out the food.

"We were about to have lunch anyway. Join us."
Castiel glanced up the road to where the clothing shop was.
"It's not going anywhere, Cas."
He nervously sat down. Iris pushed a plate towards him.

"Here. Eat up."
He started to look for his wallet but she interrupted him.

"Don't worry about it. Just enjoy."
He nodded before picking up his fork and taking a small piece of salad. He ate it quickly, but Iris chuckled. Lysander chuckled.

"We know you're hungry. You don't have to act."
Castiel gently set his fork back down before looking at the food.

OMNOMNOMNOM!
He dug in, devouring the meal in a heartbeat. The waiter arrived with drinks and he quickly downed his before thanking them.

"I gotta go now. See you around."
"Where do you work?"
"Hmm?"
"Where do you work?"
"The clothing shop."
"Wait up. I can give you a ride there. I needed to stop by there anyway."
Castiel slowly nodded as Lysander reached into his pockets for his car keys. They waited for Iris to finish before going to Lysander's car.

They arrived at the clothing shop, and Castiel tried to hurry inside, only for his knees to buckle again and send him to the ground.

"Cas?!"
Lysander helped Castiel to his feet and helped him into the store.

"Leigh? Where are you?"
The owner came around the corner with a dress thrown over his shoulder as he continued to sew at a shirt.

"Hey, Lys."
"Hey, Leigh."

Leigh looked up at Lysander, his smile fading when he saw Castiel.

"What happened?"
"Does he work here?"
"Yeah, but…what's going on?"
"He almost passed out on the way here."
Leigh looked at Castiel who immediately began to apologize.

"I'm so sorry! I'll never show up late again! Please don't fire me! I really need the money!"
"Calm down, calm down. I'm not gonna fire you…just…sit down somewhere. You look dead."
Lysander helped Castiel around the counter and sat him in a chair in the back. He grabbed a bottle of water and gave Castiel some more.

"Here. Drink this."
Castiel rested his head on his hand as he took the bottle, watching as Lysander joined Leigh behind the counter.

His entire work day was spent sitting in the chair drinking water until he felt normal again. Lysander made up for the work he missed, and he made a mental note to thank him later. A few hours passed, and Leigh and Lysander came up to check on the red head.

"How do you feel, Cas?"
"I'm okay. I'm okay."
"Good. Lysander was about to take a package up to this address, but I think he's going to get lost? Can you drive?"
"Yeah, but I don't have a car."

"Don't worry. I have an extra one out back for deliveries. Some rich guy paid top dollar to have his new wardrobe delivered. Lysander already loaded it up. All you have to do is drive."
Lysander interrupted.

"Do you really think he should be driving on his own? He was nearly passed out a few hours ago."
"Lysander, passing out would be safer than leaving you in charge. Just go back and finish counting the cash in the register."
Lysander glanced at Castiel before shrugging his shoulders and rushing back off to the front.

Castiel started to make the drive up to the address Leigh gave him, growing more and more frustrated as he drove.

"I don't see the damn place! Nothing but grass for miles!"
He angrily muttered to himself as he drove until he finally saw a mansion. It was exponentially larger up close than one would have guessed from afar, and he found himself staring at its beauty for a while before going to ring the doorbell. After a few seconds, a curvy lady with long chocolate brown hair opened the door. Judging by her outfit, Castiel guessed she was a maid.
"You're from the clothing shop?"
"Yes. I have the clothes in the car."
"Bring them in."
Castiel nodded before going back to get all of the clothes and setting up the rack Leigh put in the car. He pushed it all the way up the stone path through the double glass doors of the mansion. The maid, whose name was Kendra, led him to a large-closet like space.

"Just hang them up here."
The wealthy man had already paid for his clothes, so all Castiel had to do was deliver. He pushed the rack all the way up through the house before taking an elevator to the bedroom. He followed the maid to the large closet and started to hang up the clothes. He was almost to the last jacket when he heard a voice.

"Looks great."

He looked back to see the owner of the house standing in the doorway of the closet, watching as he hung up mountains of clothes.

"Uh…yeah…from the clothing shop…"
The man discreetly licked his lips as Castiel turned back to the clothing.

"What's a good looking young man like you doing working in a clothing shop?"
"I need the money."
"Oh…saving up for a big date?"
"Why are you asking me all these questions?"
"Just curious."
"No. I'm not saving up for a big date."
The man smiled as he approached Castiel.

"Let me help you with that."

Castiel reached up to hang up the next piece of clothing when he felt his body being pressed up against the wall. The man's arms snaked around his waist and he felt the man's warm breath on his neck.

"What's your name anyway?"
"W-why?"
The man buried his face in Castiel's neck, inhaling his scent.

"I want to know."
Castiel started to try to pull away, but the man quickly reached into his pocket and took his wallet.

"H-hey! Give that back!"
He opened Castiel's wallet and pulled out his ID.

"Castiel…cute name."
Castiel took his wallet and ID back before reaching to grab the rack for clothing. The man spun him around and pinned him back against the wall so they were facing each other.

"I'm Maximus Arthur. Pleased to meet you."
He leaned in again to smell Castiel.

"So what are you saving up money for?"
"Let me go!"
"I'm not letting you go until you tell me."
Castiel started to pull away, but the man was larger and stronger, and tightened his grip on the boy's wrists. Castiel groaned.

"Back off!"
"Shh."
He lifted Castiel's face so they looked each other in the eye.

"Tell me."
"I need to pay my rent! Now get off."
The man shook his head before throwing Castiel to the floor and getting on top of him, pinning his wrists to the ground. Castiel's eyes widened in horror when he remembered what happened last time he was in this position.

"Stop!"
"Tell me the real reason."
"I need to pay my-"
He was interrupted by the man's lips to his.

"The truth."
"My boyfriend needs a lung!"
The man smiled.

"There, see? That wasn't so hard, was it?"
He loosened his grip, still holding Castiel down by his wrists.

"How much do you need? The truth, please."
"450K."
"Awful lot of money for a guy working at a clothing shop."
"I have two other jobs that I'll be late to if you don't let me go!"
The man pressed his groin against Castiel's, biting his lip as he felt himself growing aroused.

"Cute guy like you shouldn't have to work."
"Well I do, so get OFF!"
"I could give you that money."
Castiel froze. This guy was rich.

"What do you want from me?"
He slowly began to hump Castiel.

"Just a little company."
Castiel was so lost in thought he didn't notice the man's actions.

"What kind of company?"
The man smirked as he used his mouth to pull up Castiel's shirt. He kissed the boy's chest and stomach, slowly moving down until he got to Castiel's pants.

"NO! GET OFF! I GOTTA GO!"
"I guess your boyfriend will have to wait, hmm?"
Castiel groaned.

"Just let me go, already."
Maximus released the boy, who scrambled to his feet and grabbed the rack before hurrying out of the house. He was almost in the car when the man called after him.

"Castiel…don't forget my offer!"
Castiel slammed the door shut and sped back to the clothing shop.

Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhh! It's about to go down. Thanks for reading and please anticipate the drama that is coming up in the next few chapters.