His (Completed)

His POV

"Um, Maricar?" I said, shaking her, waking her up. Yeah, I think Maricar's her name. "You've to leave now," I said and smiled at her sheepishly. Get the hint girl.

I laughed inside. Oh, what I said was not a hint, I asked her to leave straight-up! I'm so going to hell. I'm such a pig.

She furrowed her brows. "Custan! It's Gladys!" she reacted. She rolled her eyes.

Shoot. Mali. "Oh. Sorry!" At least she's awake. "But leave now? Please? My Uncle's going to be here. And..."

"I'm up," she said sitting up.

I resisted the urge to fondle her breasts that bounced as she sat up. God, they're wonderful. They're perfectly round that drooped a little. I remembered why it was her I called for the night.

"At least let a girl have her coffee?" she asked and pouted.

What's her name again? Why do I keep forgetting her name!

I gathered her clothes. I thought of keeping her undies. I laughed inside. "There's Starbucks downstairs. Or CoffeeBean if you want better. This block has one," I said throwing her her clothes.

"Custaaan..." She rolled her eyes with that tone, throwing an un-cute adult tantrum.

Why do girls do this? It's annoying. "No Babe. Sige na. Leave now," I urged her.

"Babe? What's my name Cust?" she demanded.

"Um," I forgot, "Leave?"

"Ugh Custan! You are such an asshole!!!" she screamed and started to get dressed.

"Sorry, leave."

She marched out my room and then out of my suite making dabog noises in the process. I locked the door behind her and sat on the couch. I passed out after watching some TV. I was still hungover from drinking last night. The party was epic.

"Custan, Custan," I heard someone say my name. The guy's also lightly tapping my cheek.

"Unc!" I said in surprise seeing my Uncle's face that closely resembled Dad's. "Sorry. Leave."

"Leave?" my uncle asked confused.

"Sorry, I was dreaming," I said shaking my head.

He looked around. "This is the first time I have seen you without a girl around Custan. I'm not sure if it's a good, or a bad thing?" he said throwing me a look.

"She left this morning," I said, shaking my body trying to wake myself up some more.

"Ahh," he nodded. "I should have known."

I looked around. "Where're your nurses, bodyguards Uncle Ric?" I wondered.

"Outside," he answered. He then shifted, about to tell me something serious, "Listen Custan-"

"Juice? Anything?" I offered. "How's your heart?" I asked standing up to go to the kitchen. I heard he had a heart attack, a huge one.

"Not great nga hijo, that's why I'm here. And let me talk. Don't avoid the inevitable Custan. Come back here."

I chuckled. I sat down in front of him. I leaned towards him copying his body language to show him he has my full attention. "Shoot Unc."

"This is about a piece of land," he started. I knew he was going to talk to me about this. I've been hearing about this.

Uncle Rico and my Dad were in several businesses. My Dad's gone so Uncle Rico does all the work. Our family gets the profit, our half, from what Dad invested in those businesses. Uncle wants me to help pero I'm too young to be of service to anything but girls' pleasures of course, where I'm very good at, if I must say.