To keep this chapter from being confusing let me explain. Maximus has servants (maids, butlers, drivers, cooks, etc.) he has guards (body guards) then he has thugs (the ones he rolls with when he feels like raising hell.) He is a rich gangster himself who's been in illegal…stuff…for decades. He has connections and through illegal…stuff…he got rich.
The helicopter landed in a clearing near their house and they got in, sitting next to each other as it took off. The first place it passed was a waterfall 100 feet deep. Castiel watched the water fall to the depths, making ripples over the colorful rocks below.
"Woah…"
Maximus leaned over to kiss his cheek when Castiel's phone started to go off. He looked down and checked it, silencing it and shoving it back into his pocket almost immediately. Maximus noticed, but pretended not to.
It probably isn't anyone important.
They made it to the black beach of the island. Apparently, the island used to be a volcano before it collapsed in on itself. The ash and rock that had come from the volcano ended up right there on the coast. They landed, and Castiel got a handful of the sand. It ran through his fingers, leaving a small cloud of dust as it hit the ground.
"Come on, Castiel. There's more I want to show you."
Castiel nodded as he grabbed another handful of sand and put it into a small pouch. He joined Maximus in the helicopter and they started up again. Through the entire tour of the island, Maximus showed Castiel hot springs, a lagoon (don't ask why they're in the same place…I have yet to think of a reason. Just go with it, okay?) a cave and a meadow. However, he couldn't shake his thoughts because Castiel had silenced his phone three times. They were on their way back when he finally decided to ask Castiel.
"So Cas…baby…you've were on your phone a lot during the tour. Who…who were you talking to?"
Castiel paused. Maximus saw it.
"N-nobody. It wasn't important. Hey! Let's go for a walk, huh?"
Maximus watched Castiel closely.
"Actually, I think I want to go lay down."
"Okay."
Maximus thought for a moment. He pulled out his phone and looked at it.
"Dammit. I have to make a call but my phone isn't working. The house phones haven't been turned on yet. Does yours still work?"
Castiel froze.
"You look like a deer in headlights, Cas."
Castiel nodded.
"Y-yeah…it works."
"Can I use it, baby?"
Castiel nodded.
"One second."
He pulled out his phone and quickly deleted all of his messages and phone calls before handing it to Maximus.
"Thanks, baby."
Maximus walked off with Castiel's phone, leaving Castiel standing in their bedroom.
….
Maximus stood outside on their balcony, watching Castiel out of the corner of his eye as he pretended to dial a number. What he was really doing was going through Castiel's phone, looking for clues. The phone was empty.
"That's what the fuck he was doing. Deleting the fucking messages. Son of a bitch-"
RING!
Call From: Nathaniel.
Maximus felt nothing but blind rage as he gripped Castiel's phone, almost crushing it. He angrily ignored the call before staring at the screen. Eventually, he managed to calm himself and go back into the house.
"Castiel…"
"Yes?"
"Is there anything you want to tell me? I promise I won't be mad, baby."
"About what?"
"Anything. I don't like for us to have secrets in our marriage."
Castiel though for a moment.
"No…why?"
By now Castiel had completely forgotten about his phone, and answered as honestly as he could. Maximus was enraged, but did not show it. He just nodded.
"Alright."
He walked back out of the room. Castiel watched him leave.
Why is he acting so weird? Wait…where's my phone…SHIT!
….
Maximus called all of his servants to their house. They all arrived quickly and Maximus started to speak.
"I want one of you to call Nathaniel and invite him to the island. Don't tell him anything other than Castiel wanted to see him. The same goes for Lysander."
He tossed the phone to one of the servants.
"The numbers are in this phone. Don't bring it back to Castiel. Give it to me. Don't tell him or give him any hint that you have his phone. Pretend that it was lost and you found it, got it?"
They nodded and hurried off to make calls. Maximus turned and walked back into the house to find Castiel sitting on the couch watching television. He plopped down next to him and started to massage Castiel's feet.
"We did a lot of walking today, huh?"
"Yeah, but we got to see the island so it was all good."
Maximus chuckled before pulling Castiel onto his lap somewhat forcefully. He hugged and kissed Castiel.
"Where's my phone?"
"I knew I forgot something. Give me a sec, I'll tell my servants to bring it here if they find it."
"Okay…"
Maximus removed Castiel's shirt and began to kiss his chest.
"Remember how I said I didn't like secrets?"
"Yeah."
"Have you thought of anything you wanted to tell me yet?"
Castiel froze. He could have slapped himself because before he knew it, his lips formed an answer.
"N-no."
Maximus's smile slightly faded for a moment before he grinned at Castiel.
"Interesting."
Castiel remained calm on the outside, yet he was freaking out on the inside.
"What does he know?!"
Maximus smiled at him before throwing him to the floor and getting on top of him, pinning him to the ground.
"I love you, Castiel. You know that, right?"
"Y-yes."
"I don't love people who lie to me. You know that too, right baby?"
Castiel was silent for a moment before faintly nodding. Maximus brought his lips to Castiel's neck.
"You sure there's nothing you want to tell me?"
"I already started the lie. Might as well keep it going. If he doesn't know anything and he's fucking with me, I won't admit to anything."
He faintly answered.
"Yeah."
"Alright."
Maximus stood up and pulled out a cigarette before walking out of the room, leaving Castiel laying on the floor.
The next day, two boats arrived, each carrying one of the two boys. Nathaniel and Lysander were both speechless when they saw the island.
"This is where he lives now?"
"Awesome."
However, when they saw each other, they began to doubt the pleasantness of this visit.
"What the hell are you doing here? Weren't you fucking someone else?"
"Hey, pretty boy, take your Victorian ass back to My Candy Love. Castiel does not want you."
"He wanted to see me. What's your excuse."
"Fuck you. He wanted to see me."
Three of Maximus's servants greeted them with food and drinks before leading them to the mansion. They were in the living room angrily glaring at each other from opposite couches when Castiel walked into the living room. He walked past them before doing a double take. He rubbed his eyes and walked over to them.
"Nathaniel? Lysander?"
"Yes," they said in unison before glaring back at each other.
Castiel was almost happy to see them but then he remembered that Maximus was also in the house.
"What the hell are you doing here?!"
"You wanted to see me, remember?"
Once again, they glared at each other, visually cursing each other out for thinking and speaking at the same time.
"No! I never said that! Who told you that?! Maximus is here! You have to get out of here!"
"Why haven't you been answering your phone?"
"I know I called you a few times."
"Yes, Castiel. Why haven't you been answering your phone?"
Castiel felt his heart sink when Maximus joined the conversation and walked into the room, followed by his thugs. The men surrounded the room, locking doors and windows while pulling curtains and blinds closed. They stood in front of exits while Maximus sat on a recliner.
"You look surprised Castiel."
Castiel was silent.
"Don't give me that look. You had to know I'd find out eventually."
Castiel watched Maximus for a second before the man pulled out Castiel's phone and threw it onto the coffee table. Castiel alternated between looking at the phone and Maximus. Lysander and Nathaniel sat there, still confused about what was going on. Maximus smiled.
"So you two know Castiel is married, right?"
Both boys nodded.
"Yeah."
"Of course."
"You both know he's married to me?"
"Yep."
"Mmhmm."
Maximus nodded.
"So why the hell do you keep calling him?"
"Does it look like I give a fuck? I don't know about him-"
Nathaniel pointed to Lysander.
"But I couldn't give a fuck less if he's married. I love him and I know he doesn't really want to be with you. He needed the money and got it. You're beating a dead horse trying to keep him with you."
Maximus nodded.
"Hmm. Interesting."
In the middle of the living room was a small fireplace. Maximus looked over to one of his servants who brought a piece of iron shaped like his initials over to him. He held it up for the others to see.
"Pretty isn't it?"
They did not reply. He tossed the emblem into the fireplace before looking up at Castiel. He patted his lap twice.
"Come here, baby."
Castiel paused before slowly shaking his head.
"Come here."
He nervously approached Maximus before he was yanked down by the man. Maximus kissed and hugged Castiel, infuriating the other men. Soon he was undressing Castiel. He tried to tell Maximus to stop, but the man just pushed his hands away and continued. By now, Lysander and Nathaniel were so angry, they attempted to come at Maximus, but his thugs caught them and held them at gunpoint on the sofas. By now, Castiel was completely naked and trembling.
"M-Maximus…give me my clothes back…"
The man tossed Castiel's clothes into the fire.
"I love you so much, Castiel, and I just don't understand why you're doing this to me. You're making me crazy and I don't want to be crazy."
Castiel fought back tears. He was terrified of Maximus when he was angry. Now he was exposed and had no idea what Maximus was going to do. Whatever it was, it was going to be drastic and chances were that either he, Lysander, or Nathaniel was going to be killed. Why else would he have all of his thugs?
"So you two want to keep trying to talk to Castiel?"
"Fuck yeah."
"Lysander, you need to explain to him what I can do. You already know, and I'm surprised you were ballsy enough to try to call him. I'll get to you in a second."
Lysander swallowed hard. Nathaniel noticed.
Not that I really give a fuck, but who are we dealing with?
"See, it's like this-"
Maximus tapped his cigarette, letting the ashes fall to the ground before bringing it back to his lips. He exhaled, blowing the smoke into Castiel's face.
"Castiel is mine. He is my property. Since you two don't seem to understand that…"
He brought an arm up around Castiel's waist to hold him up as Maximus leaned forward to toss his cigarette into the fireplace. He sat back and in one swift movement, grabbed Castiel by his throat and began to choke him with little effort. Lysander and Nathaniel jumped to their feet, only to be pushed back down by Maximus's thugs.
"Let him go!"
"What the hell did he do to you?!"
Castiel tried to pry Maximus's hands off his throat, but it was no use. The man only tightened his grip and slammed Castiel onto the ground. He finally released Castiel, leaving only seconds before telling his thugs to hold Castiel down.
"I'm sorry, baby, but you know how much I hate it when people lie to me."
Castiel whimpered as Maximus turned around to grab a long metal rod. He used it to clamp down on the metal shaped like his initials. He pulled the iron letters from the fire, smiling when he saw they were white hot.
"Since you two don't understand that he is mine, I'll make it clear to the entire fucking world."
"Wait, what are you-"
"What the hell is he-"
TSSSS!
He pressed the iron to Castiel's flesh, burning his initials into Castiel's side.
"Aaaaahhh!"
Maximus's servants, who were also in the room closed their eyes or looked away as they covered their ears in an attempt to keep out Castiel's agonizing screams. The thugs held him down as Maximus held the metal on his skin. Nearly a minute passed before Maximus removed the metal. Castiel gasped before struggling to catch his breath. Tears poured down his cheeks from the pain. Unfortunately, Maximus came back with the metal again. He heard Nathaniel and Lysander shouting at him from across the room. He couldn't see them, but he heard sounds of struggle. They were trying to get at Maximus, but his thugs were fighting to keep them back.
"Hold him still. I want this to be a good one."
"No…Maximus please…"
"Sorry baby. I want the world to know you're mine. Just close your eyes. It will all be over soon."
Maximus looked up at the thugs who were holding him.
"Hold him tight. I'm going to claim him."
He eyed Castiel's penis.
"That's mine."
TSSSSSSSS!
Castiel couldn't get enough oxygen to scream as he was burned again. All he could do was grip one of the thugs' sleeves as he nearly passed out. Lysander and Nathaniel continued to shout at Maximus as they fought his guards. Castiel was on the verge of passing out when Maximus dropped the iron letters back into the fireplace.
"Oh god…is it over? Please let it be over. I can't take it!"
Maximus pulled a set of words from the fire. It was his signature. He looked to the guards who were holding Castiel again.
"Flip him over. This is the last one."
They did and Castiel wept when he heard Maximus approach him again. The man crouched in front of him and placed a hand under Castiel's chin, lifting his face so they looked each other in the eye.
"This is the last one, baby. Shh. I'm going to make love to you later. Would you like that?"
Castiel continued to sob. Maximus smiled.
"Of course you would."
He stood and walked over behind Castiel. The guards were holding him still as he cried.
TSSSSSSSS!
Maximus burned his signature onto Castiel's bottom. He laughed to himself.
"Now you literally have my name on your ass. I own your ass. It's really funny when you think about it."
He smiled as he admired his work.
"You can let him go now."
The guards released Castiel, who screamed and cried from the pain.
SMASH!
A vase flew past Maximus's head and collided with the wall. He looked back to see Nathaniel and Lysander running at him. They'd beaten all of his guards and were coming for him. He looked over to his thugs.
"Kill them."
His thugs pulled knives and came at the two boys. Meanwhile, Maximus gave his servants orders.
"Clean him up."
Three of the maids ran over to Castiel and dropped to their knees, tears falling from their eyes as they tried to calm him.
"It's okay, Castiel. It's over now. He's done."
One of the butlers started to clean the wounds before they decided to take him to one of their houses to find a first aid kit. They didn't want him to be in this house anymore, at least not right now. They helped him to his feet and out to one of the cars.
"I know it's hurting Castiel, but we need you to get into the car so we can take you somewhere else, okay?"
They helped him into the back of one of the cars before they all found vehicles to get home. They met up at one of the maids' houses and ran him a bath while the others looked for a first aid kit. Castiel gripped the side of the bathtub as the water touched his wounds. One of the maids started to help clean him up when he yelped and pulled away.
"It has to get cleaned if you don't want it to get infected."
Castiel miserably wept. The servants were heartbroken. In their time working for Maximus, he'd had at least five different boyfriends. He'd never had a husband, and they were glad that of all people it was Castiel. Maximus's boyfriends had been cruel to them and treated them like servants, whereas Castiel invited them over for breakfast or helped them clean up and went for jogs with them in the morning. He treated them like friends. To see this happen to him was horrible, especially because they'd called the other boys and helped Maximus in the process. They got him the iron with his initials in it and made the invites. To them, they'd just taken a hand in Castiel's pain.
By the time he was clean, he was half conscious. The butlers helped him out of the bathtub and into the living room. They'd brought some of his clothes from the house and helped him dress before letting him relax on a couch. They brought him a blanket and a pillow and sat by his side as he cried himself to sleep.
….
Maximus ran through the house.
"Where the fuck is he?!"
Nathaniel and Lysander had been "escorted" out by the thugs after a long ass kicking. Both sides gave up hope and decided to end it peacefully.
Maximus threw open the doors to the bedroom, frowning when he saw no sign of Castiel there.
"I know he didn't leave me. He doesn't have that right. He is mine. As soon as I find him…he'd better hope I don't find him."
I know this story is long and you're getting tired of the emails but I am trying to hurry and wrap it up! Sorry!