Territorial Men 10: Caston Villareal

PROLOGUE

PROLOGUE

THE smell of sex, the loud moans, and the sounds that he made every time he pumped harder at the woman in front of him, filled the room.

Mariin ang pagkakahawak ni Caston sa balakang ng babaeng nakatuwad sa kanyang harapan, habang walang tigil ang paglabas-masok ng umiigiting niyang pagkalalaki sa entrada nito. He can see the red mark from his grip on the woman's skin.

"Oh, Caston! Ohh, shit! Ang sarap! Sige pa! Ahh..." the woman wailed like crazy.

The bed was moving harshly because of his movements. Caston grabbed the woman's hair, making her tilt her head and moan again when he pumped deeper.

Naramdaman niya ang panginginig ng babae ilang segundo pa bago nagpakawala ng mahabang ungol.

Caston closed his eyes tightly. He's at the edge of his climax. He released himself and was ready to explode when he felt a mouth that covered his throbbing shaft after she quickly removed the condom.

He groaned at what the woman did. He looked down only to find out that she's now swallowing and licking the hot liquid on his tip.

One more blink, he stared at the woman again. He cursed silently when he realized that he was thinking of a different face of a woman while fucking this one.

"Enough," he commanded when she tried to give him a head.

Nagkibit ito ng balikat at gumapang na sa kama para mahiga. Alright, that was amazing but he still felt disappointed at himself for thinking about that beautiful woman he met at D' Club a while ago, while fucking this one in front of him.

"Aalis ka na?" the woman asked after he took a quick shower and grabbed his clothes on the floor.

"Yeah."

"Fuck and run?" She smirked. "Well, I don't mind. I had an amazing night with you. Totoo nga ang balita, 'no?"

Sinulyapan niya lang ito na nang-aakit na nakadapa sa kama, hubo't hubad. Caston zipped his pants.

"What?"

"That you're a beast in bed. Kaya pala hindi ka makalimutan ng mga naikama mo. Pakiramdam ko, hindi rin kita makakalimutan kaagad."

Caston chuckled then shook his head. He grabbed his car key at the side table.

"I had a good time," he said before leaving the hotel room.

He was already driving when his phone vibrated. The caller was his father. He put the speaker on that's connected to the stereo of his Audi.

"Yes?"

"I'll see you tomorrow for lunch, son."

"I'm busy tomorrow, Dad."

Alam na ni Caston kung saan patungo ang usapan kung ipagpapatuloy niya, ngunit hindi siya mapipilit ng ama.

His mother was killed brutally months after he graduated in PMA. He was left with his father who found a new lover after a year of mourning.

Ngayon, ipinipilit ng ama sa kanya na tanggapin niya ang bago nitong kinakasama. Hindi naman sa hindi niya tanggap 'yon. Sadyang wala lang siyang interes na kilalanin ito.

That was his father's life and he didn't really care if he already found someone to replace his mother. Kaya lang, hindi niya gusto na ipipilit pa nito na pakisamahan niya nang maayos ang babaeng 'yon, kung pwede naman na hindi na siya magkaroon ng koneksyon dito.

Caston loved his mother so much. Ang pagmamahal niya ay hindi na mawawala pa. Ang hindi niya lang maamin sa ama ay ang pait na nararamdaman niya dahil sa mabilis nitong pagkalimot sa nangyaring pagpatay sa kanyang ina sa isang napakahindi katanggap-tanggap at makataong paraan.

Isang bagay na hindi niya kailanman magagawa. Isang bagay na nakatanim na sa kanyang puso't isipan. Isang bagay na hindi niya matatanggap. Hindi katanggap-tanggap.

Maybe, people really had their own ways on how to recover from the things that pained them the most. His father has moved on after a year and found a replacement.

Samantalang siya, kahit ilang taon na ang nakalipas, hindi pa rin lubusang matanggap na gano'n lang nawala sa kanya ang ina. And after years of seeking for justice, he still failed miserably to get that one.

Madali niyang nakukuha ang hustisiya para sa iba dahil sa trabaho niya at pagpupursigi, ngunit hirap na hirap siyang kuhanin ang para sa sariling ina.

"Mariela is a good woman. She's like your mother—"

"Please, don't compare your mistress to my mother," Caston cut his father off, vexed.

And the fact that Mariela was years younger than his father made him wince. Kung hindi siya nagkakamali, halos kasintanda niya lang yata ang babae. Nagsasama na ang dalawa kaya hindi na rin siya umuuwi sa kanila. Hindi na siya umuuwi noon, lalo na ngayon.

His father sighed. "Anak, hindi ka ba masaya para sa akin? Mariela makes me happy."

Caston groaned. This topic was tiring and annoying. Paulit-ulit na lang at parang kinokonsensya pa siya ng ama.

"I'm happy for you, Dad. Huwag mo na lang akong ipagtulakan sa bagay na hindi ko gustong gawin."

"At may kaibigan siya na sa tingin ko ay..." his father trailed off, "... puwede mong magustuhan."

Impatient, Caston let out a breath. "I'm gonna hang up."

"Still not interested to be in a serious relationship, son? Hindi ka na bumabata, Caston."

Caston stopped his car when the red light flashed at the traffic light.

Ang sasakyan niya ay pinaggigitnaan ng kulay pula at itim na kotse. Napabaling siya sa kulay pulang sasakyan nang marinig ang hagikhikan ng grupo ng kababaihan doon habang nakatingin sa nakabukas na bintana ng Audi niya.

He had no time to flirt, lalo at napansin niyang ang babata pa ng mga ito. Not his type. Never. Para sa kanya, magiging sakit lang ng ulo niya kung papatol siya sa mga bata pa. He preferred twenty-five to twenty-eight years old, that's fine with him.

Young girls were usually brats. The evidence was in front of him. Halatang mga lasing na at nakuha pang magmaneho? Maaga talaga siyang tatanda kapag pumatol siya sa mga bata pa.

"Hey, you're hot!" The girls giggled.

Nilingon niya ang mga ito. Apat na babae ang sakay, dalawa sa harap at dalawa ang nasa likod. Sa apat na 'yon, isa lang ang tahimik at walang pakialam.

The lights inside their car were off but the lights from the post was enough for him to see each of them.

"Zalanna, look, was it that hot mysterious man?"

Caston heard someone ask the woman at the back seat. The one who was silent.

"'Yong binigyan mo ng lap dance kanina sa D' Club!"

Caston raised his brow, then he tried hard to have a clear view of the woman who's now resting her head at the back rest. Her eyes were closed.

With her mermaid curled hair and cute upturned-nose on that angle, his eyes dropped down to her clothes. It was a black soft leather long sleeve with deep neckline that showed her cleavage. That's very familiar to him!

"Shut up, my sister is already sleeping," the girl beside her hissed. "Let's go."

Sunud-sunod na busina ang narinig niya na mariin na nagpapikit sa kanya. When Caston opened his eyes, the car was already gone. Putang ina. Pagkakataon niya nang sundan ang babaeng nakilala sa D' Club kanina, tapos nawala pa.

The intersection made it worse. Kaya hindi niya napansin kung saan lumiko ang sasakyan o dumeretso ba.

Clenching his jaw, he drove to his condo in BGC.




CASTON'S men were ready for a buy-bust operation. Hating-gabi na at naghihintay lang sila ng signal galing sa mga tauhan niyang nasa mismong lokasyon na kung saan tutugisin ang drug lord ng lugar.

Sa buwan na ito, iyon ang pinagkaabalahan niya. Rocio surveilled the area and gathered enough information to do a buy-bust operation. They were wearing bullet proof vests and they were armed.

"Miyembro ng sindikato at kasama sa watch list. Armado rin kaya medyo mahihirapan tayo kung manlalaban," ani Rocio na kasama niya sa sasakyan.

Caston puffed his cigarette then slowly let out the smoke. Nakabukas ang bintana at doon nakatanday ang kamay niyang may hawak na sigarilyo.

"May mga babae rin na kasama at menor de edad pa ang iba sabi ni Irina. Prostitution ang pangalawang pinagkakakitaan nila," dagdag nito.

The radio on Rocio's hand's made a sound. One of his men spoke, giving them the cue.

Caston threw his cigarette and readied his gun. Sabay silang lumabas ni Rocio sa sasakyan na gamit nila sa operasyon na 'yon at nagpunta na sa makipot na kalye.

The location was inside the squatters' area. Kung marami ang makikialam, marami rin ang madadamay na inosente.

Ang bawat hakbang niya ay tahimik at sigurado. Ang mga bahay ay masyadong dikit-dikit. Ang iba ay patay na ang mga ilaw; ang iba naman ay nakabukas.

His men followed his hand signal to keep going. Ang mga tambay sa kalye ay naalarma nang makita sila ngunit nagawa nilang patahimikin ang mga ito sa pamamagitan ng pagsenyas lang.

"Doon! Doon nakatira ang drug lord!" Itinuro ng binatilyong taga-roon ang isang kalye, tapos ay tumakbo nang mabilis palayo.

"Don't shoot," Caston reminded his men. "Unless, they did first."

"Yes, Boss," sagot ng mga ito at nagpatuloy.

Madilim ang daan. Mabasa-basa pa at maraming sinampay ang nakaharang. Ang mga tauhan niya ay napalibutan na ang dalawang palapag ng bahay na papasukin nila.

He can't feel anything. Maybe because he had been in this field for years and this kind of operation did not make him flinch anymore. Even though his life was in danger.

Palagi niyang iniisip na araw-araw ay nasa panganib ang buhay niya dahil alam niya sa sarili na marami-marami na siyang nakabanggang mabibigat at maimpluwensyang tao dahil sa trabaho niyang 'yon.

Kaya naman kung dumating ang isang araw na bigla na lang siyang matagpuan na walang buhay o kaya'y nasa bingit ng kamatayan, hindi na iyon kataka-taka.

He expected the worst from all of this. His life was very private, but it didn't mean he's not in danger. He chose this path... he's determined to continue this kind of job even if it meant... death for him.

Ang tahimik na lugar ay biglang umingay nang umalingawngaw ang palitan ng bala ng baril. They were already at the gate when another fire echoed again. Nasa loob na ang iba niyang tauhan at kung hindi sila makakapasok, tiyak na mas lalala ang sitwasyon.

"Tangina," Caston cursed when the firing did not stop. "Get in! Get in!" he commanded.

Mabilis na nakapasok sila sa loob. Mausok na dala ng palitan ng baril at mga gamit na bigla-bigla na lang lumilipad sa paligid. Ang ibang tauhan niya ay nakita niyang nakahiga na sa sahig, kaya tinulungan ng iba.

Caston made his way to the second floor. He was being followed by Rocio. Rocio was his batchmate in PMA and a trusted friend.

Ang isa sa mga pintuan sa itaas ay biglang bumukas at iniluwa ang malaking katawan ng isang lalaki. Nakasukbit dito ang armalite.

Caston did not want any casualties in his every operation or mission, especially buy-bust because they need information from the drug lord. Nut seeing this man holding an armalite and ready to kill his men, he won't allow that.

Nang mag-umpisa nang ratratin ng armalite ang buong paligid ay mas lalong gumulo 'yon at kitang-kita niya kung paano mabilis na nagsitago at bumagsak ang ilan sa mga tauhan niya.

Rocio never left his side. They were the best tandem because they can easily understand each other.

"Ikaw na bahala riyan, tangina." Rocio chuckled.

Caston pointed his silencer towards the drug lord.

And right before the armalite reached their direction, he skillfully shot the arm of the culprit kaya tuloy ang mga bala ay sa kisame dumeretso. He targeted the stomach, then the leg, hanggang sa mapaluhod ito.

Caston quickly signalled his men to get near the drug lord. Rocio was quick and grabbed the man. Ipinadapa kahit sugatan na, bago pinosasan.

Ang mga tauhan niya ang nagdala sa presinto kasama ang iba nilang natugis. Napapailing siya nang makita sa labas ang mga menor de edad na babaeng kasama sa prostitusyon. Nag-iiyakan, ang iba naman ay itinatago ang mukha at may iilan na nakatapis lang ng kumot at tuwalya habang hila-hila ng mga tauhan niya at mga pulis.

It was exhausting. Kapag ganoon ang sitwasyon, madalas ay sa D' Club siya dumederetso para aliwin ang sarili. He will drink to sleep. And if he's in the mood, he will entertain those who flirt with him until they decided to go to the hotel just to fuck.

But because of his last memories in D' Club, he can't force himself to go there. Maaalala niya lang ang babaeng may nakakaakit na kulot na buhok at mapapanaginipan niya pa. The worse is, every time he dreamt about her, when he wakes up, he's always left with a boner. That was not very good. It was very frustrating.

Caston went to the parking nearby where he parked his Audi. Madaling araw na rin naman kaya hindi na siya nagplano na dumaan pa sa Club. He better go home and sleep.

"Boss, pasabay."

Nahinto siya sa pagbukas ng pinto nang marinig ang boses na 'yon. Sporting a sexy dress and high heeled sandals, Irina smiled cutely at him and waved.

Caston sighed and motioned the other door. Nang nasa loob na ay nag-umpisa nang magkwento sa kanya si Irina nang mga karanasan nito kasama ang drug lord.

She was their spy. An undercover agent. Nagpanggap bilang isa sa mga bayarang babae.

"Ang babaho, boss! Nakakasuka!" Irina almost spat. "Noong hinalikan ako, muntik ko nang masapak!"

Natawa siya, naaaliw. Irina was like a sister to him and Rocio. Matigas ang ulo nito at palaging determinado sa ibinigay na trabaho. Hindi sila pumayag ni Rocio na ito ang gawing spy bilang prostitute dahil alam nilang delikado talaga. Pwede naman silang mag-hire para sa trabahong 'yon, mapagkakatiwalaan, kaya lang ay mapilit ang isang 'to. Wala silang nagawa ni Rocio.

"At ang babata pa ng mga babaeng binubugaw nila. Hindi ko maatim tingnan at pakinggan ang iyakan nila kapag inaano na sila ng kliyente." Napapangiwi ito, sabay tali ng buhok.

"Hindi ka ba nila pinilit?" kaswal na tanong niya.

"May namilit, pero hindi ko pinagbigyan. Mahal ang presyo ko kasi virgin pa ako. Mabuti na lang at ngayon ginawa ang buy-bust, kung hindi, baka bukas ay uuwi akong hindi na virgin!"

Irina always amused him. Madaldal ito at hindi nahihiya sa kanya, hindi katulad ng ibang babae na lumalapit sa kanya. He cared to his people and as much as he can, he would protect them.

Sa larangan kung nasaan siya, alam niya rin na minsan, hindi aayon sa kanya ang mga bagay na gusto niyang mangyari. Minsan, ipapakita niyang purong trabaho lang ang lahat, bilang lider ng mga ito. Pero kapag may nasusugatan at namamatay sa mga tao niya, lihim niyang iniisip ang mga 'yon, lalo na 'yong mga napalapit sa kanya.

Caston stopped his car in another stop light.

"Boss, may jacket ka? Pahiram."

"Nandiyan sa likod, kunin mo."

Malikot na gumalaw si Irina. Kahit nakikita niya ang legs nito, wala lang naman 'yon sa kanya. Halos tumalon-talon pa ito maabot lang ang jacket sa backseat.

"Ay! Kabayo!" Irina squealed when they felt a harsh move from behind, telling them that a car bumped into them.

Caston cursed, then looked at the rearview mirror.

Nakita niyang nakadikit ang bumper ng kulay silver na sasakyan sa likod ng kanya. Irina finally got his jacket and was already wearing it.

"Babain ko, Boss?"

"Ako na. Dito ka lang," bilin niya sabay galit na labas sa kanyang sasakyan.

Mabibigat ang hakbang at iritado, nilapitan niya ang sasakyan at maiksi ang pasensya na tinapik ang bintana.

He was so ready to scold whoever the fuck was the stupid driver, but his words did not come out from his mouth when the window slowly rolled down and saw the stupid driver he was talking about.

That familiar mermaid curled brown hair, angelic pretty doe eyes, looked up on him with begging stares while biting her lower lip in a regretful way.

Kung kanina ay iritado siya, ngayon ay mas lalo pang nairita dahil natunaw nang gano'n na lang ang hinanda niyang galit!

"S-sorry po," she whispered softly.

Mariin siyang napapikit.

Po? What? His jaw clenched.

This woman was very familiar to him! She was the one who gave him a sexy lap dance in D' Club and left him with a massive hard on! The world was really small, huh.

Caston smiled evilly on his mind.

"I... I will pay for the damage, S-sir."

"Give me your license," he commanded coldly.

Inilahad niya ang kamay. Natataranta ito na kinuha ang bag sa katabing upuan. Nang yumukod ay tumaas ang dulo ng dress, kaya nakita niya ang maputi at makinis na hita. Tahimik siyang napaungol at iniwas ang tingin doon.

"Ito po," sabi nito sabay bigay sa kanya ng lisensya.

Caston grabbed it, trying his best to appear angry as fuck so she won't notice how she effortlessly melted his anger.

Zalanna Guerrera.

That's her name. She wasn't from Metro Manila.

He checked the date of her birth and fucking calculated silently how old she was. And damn, she's only twenty-three!

Uminit lang ang ulo niya nang malaman niya ang edad.

"Nakainom ka," paratang niya. Kanina pa niya napansin ang medyo pamumula ng pisngi nito at pamumungay ng mga mata.

"U-Uh, hmm, h-hindi!"

Caston's brow shot up. Halata na, hindi pa rin umaamin?

"Really?" he mocked.

He was absentmindedly tapping the roof of Zalanna's car. He's enjoying his view and the way she bit her lower lips nervously.

"Y-yes!"

"Paamoy," aniya sabay nilapit nang kaunti ang ulo sa bintana.

"W-what?!"

"Papalagpasin ko itong ginawa mo kapag napatunayan kong hindi ka nakainom."

"P-pero... hmm, s-sige!" sagot nito sabay medyo lapit ng leeg sa kanya para maamoy niya.

Caston suppressed a damn smile. Why was this thing amusing him by the way?

Slowly, he lowered his head closer until the tip of his nose touched the soft skin on her neck. Ang mabangong amoy nito ay mabilis na bumalot sa kanyang pagkatao. Mariin siyang napapikit at lihim na napamura. Her scent that mixed with the alcohol suddenly made him aroused.

"You're drunk," he said with conviction.

"I am not!" tanggi nito, magkasalubong na ang mga kilay.

"Let me smell your breath," he commanded again.

Zalanna's lips parted, shocked. Mabilis lang din itong nakabawi at ngumuso. Caston leered when he found himself staring at the beauty in front of him. It was mesmerizing.

"Let me," he whispered and lowered his face on hers. "Go on."

He watched Zalanna how she bit her lips, then pouted after.

She slowly let out a soft breath. Caston tried his very best not to close his eyes when her hot breath hit his face. It smelled like strawberry, he could almost smell heaven from it.

"Ayaw pa-areglo?" boses 'yon ni Irina sa kanyang likod.

Tumayo siya nang maayos. Irina was going nearer. When he glanced at Zalanna, he saw how her forehead knotted while watching Irina who now standing beside him.

"Labas," he ordered Zalanna, then showed his badge.

Nanlalaki ang mga mata nito. Sabay umiling-iling. She looked scared and he felt guilty for that. He didn't mean to scare her that way, but... never mind. She needed to pay for the damage that she did.

"Babayaran ko na nga lang po. Please, don't make this complicated. I am willing to pay."

"I need your details about it. Sa akin ka sasakay."

Para itong wala sa sarili na tumango at lumabas ng sasakyan, bitbit ang mamahaling bag.

Caston motioned Irina to get in Zalanna's car. Mabilis namang nakuha nito ang gusto niya at pumasok sa driver's seat.

Zalanna looked sleepy while walking towards his Audi. Pinagbuksan niya ito ng pinto. And when they were both already inside his car, watching her with her sad face amused him a lot.

"Where do you live?" he asked and roared the engine.

"Currently living in BGC," Zalanna whispered lazily, then yawned.

At kung hinayaan niya itong magmaneho? Baka madisgrasya pa ito. Tama lang na ihatid niya. At putang ina, sino ba ang niloloko niya? He cursed himself silently for making excuses to hide his real motive.

"Hindi ba ako aawayin ng girlfriend mo?" maya-maya ay tanong nito sa mababang tono.

They were being tailed by Irina, driving Zalanna's car.

"She's not my girlfriend," he answered coldly. "Do you have a boyfriend?"

"Wala."

Good. He smirked.