Shades of Erotica 3: His Forbidden Property (R-18)✓

HIS 14

Aquilo Thrasyllus Morocov

Naalimpungatan ako nang marinig ang malakas na pagtunog ng aking cellphone, I raggedly pick it up while hugging my wife. Hindi ko na tinignan ang caller at basta na lang itong sinagot.

"W-What's up?" I raspily said as I feel Kiana Louise move beside me.

"It's me Morocov." My forehead creases as I look at the caller's name.

"Oh, Silverado. What's with the call?" Mahina kong tanong dito bago dahan-dahang umupo sa kama.

Tinignan ko ang orasan sa side table ng aming kama at nakitang 4:38 pa lang ng madaling araw. I heard Silverado's heavy breathing on the other line before answering my question.

"Can you come here?" He reluctantly ask which made my eyebrow twitch. Kailan pa nagdalawang isip ang gagong ito?

"Why, what's the matter man?" I felt Kiana's arms encircled my waist before her soft giggles. Hindi ko mapigilang mapangite bago ito pinatakan ng halik sa noo. Ano na naman kaya ang napapanaginipan nito?

"Something happened," Silverado said catching my attention. It's a very rare case for him to sound like a mourner and to have a conversation with me, ang alam ko kasi ay may bayad ang mga salita nito.

"Really, what is it. Is it code red?" I ask as I gently get off the bed. Inayos ko pa muna ang kumot ng asawa ko bago tumayo ng maayos.

"He went home. . .and he does something that he shouldn't." Hindi ko mapigilang huminga ng malalim bago napahilot sa aking sintido sa narinig.

Why do I have a bad feeling about this?

"Just tell me what happened Mikelstone," inis kong singhal dahil paligoy-ligoy pa siya. Narinig ko muna ang malalim nitong paghinga bago sinabi sa akin ang nangyare.

"He hurt her Morocov, Saint Yves hurt my young la—" hindi ko na tinapos ang sasabihin niya dahil dumilim na agad ang paningin ko.

With just the word hurt I already know and imagine what happened, and based on Saint's attitude I am sure that what I'm thinking right now is correct.

"Now we got a problem. I'm fucking coming, wait for me there," matigas kong turan bago pinatay ang tawag.

Napasabunot na lang ako sa aking buhok nang dumapo ang mata ko sa aking asawa. That fucking Saint Yves is really insane. Hindi ko nga mapadapuan sa lamok ang asawa ko tapos siya nagagawa niyang saktan ang kapatid niya?

Mabilis na lang akong nagpalit ng damit pang alis bago nag-iwan ng sulat kay Kiana Louise. I wrote what's happening and where am I going. Hindi ko kasi kayang gisingin ang mahimbing nitong pagtulog at pag-alalahanin siya ngayong oras na ito.

Matapos makapag-ayos sinigurado ko munang gumagana lahat ng security system ng buong Mansion at naka-automatic lock ang lahat ng labasan. I don't want to risk my family's safety even though there's no threat to us. Mabuti na ang nagiingat.

Matapos nito deretsyo na akong lumabas ng bahay at sumakay sa aking Ducati. I straddle my motorcycle before calling someone. After a few rings, he finally picks the phone up.

"Ro—"

"I'm fucking tired Morocov, my wife is pregnant and she has a fucking high hormones so I need to console her every damn night. I know that you get what I am saying right, so what the fuck do you need?" Rogue Dorcas angrily spat which made me smirk.

"Code red, our great friend Saint Yves' house now!" I immediately dropped the call after I said that. Hindi ko na hinintay ang sagot nito dahil alam kong mumurahin niya lang ako, that sex demon.