S7VEN: The Devil Who Loves Me (TAGLISH/ R-18)

Chapter 5. The Family Part 1

SEVEN'S POV

Mas lalo akong nainis sa asawa dahil doon. Pero parang gusto kong sakalin ang kapatid ko nang makitang inabutan nito ng panyo si Santy na malugod namang tinanggap at pinahid sa mga mata. I groaned and silently cursed myself for acting so weird. Hindi na ko nag balang pansinin ang dalawa kahit pa nakarating na kami sa bahay ko.

"Ma.." I hugged my mother who's patiently waiting in the foyer.

The ever graceful and quite austere Dona Laarni Torrevillas. Kagaya ng nakasanayan, naka suot nito ang ilan sa mga mamahaling alahas na alam kong regalo ng papa ko dito.Though she's in her sixties, my mother is the epitome of classic beauty. She's timeless. Kaya siguro patay na patay ang papa namin dito.

"Mamaya tayo mag uusap, Siete."

"Mama?!"

"What?"

"Ugh. Nothing. I'll be upstairs," paalam ko sa ina pero naputol iyon nang makita kong palapit ang papa ko sa akin.

"Son."

"Papa," I greeted the astute man in his late sixties who's the spitting image of the five of us especially me.

He gave me his right hand and I kissed the ring that was placed on his ring finger. The ring I'll be wearing soon.

"They'll be arriving any time soon. I'll wait for you at the study," ani to pero ang mga mata'y nasa likuran ko.

"Okay. Entendido, Papa. If you'll excuse me."

Ikinumpas lang ng papa ang kamay niya, tanda na excuse na ko. Umakyat ako sa master's bedroom at mabilis na nag hubad ng damit. I badly need a shower, no. I badly need a great f**k right now to ebb the frustrations I'm feeling at the moment courtesy of my wife.

I'm contemplating on calling one of my girl Fridays, as what I called my resourceful flings who have undergone countless of botox and enhancement any man can imagine. I don't mind so long as they give me and Ambassador a great performance they can live to silicone valley all they want.

Totoo ang sinabi ko kay Santy kagabi. I don't plan to be a celibate while she's leisurely hiding the key to her chastity belt in the comforts of my house. No f*****g way. Kaya nga kaninang umaga, I told Romano, one of my trusted men, to send me one of the girls. Willing, warm, and no clingy. The type that knows they're only good as their last performance.

It was a quick one since I have tons of meetings but at least I was able to blow off some steam and my mood lightens up a bit. But the incident this afternoon was totally a different one. Hindi ko alam kung kaya pa ba ng mga girl Fridays kong pakalmahin ang delubyong nasa sistema ko ngayon dahil sa asawa ko.

Damn.

Inis na kinuha ko ang towel at tinuyo ang katawan. Isinampay ko ang iyon sa balikat at lumabas ng banyo para pumunta sana sa walk in closet pero natigilan ako nang maringi ang matinis na tili ni Santy.

"Oh my God!"

Tumaas ang kilay ko sa narinig. I chuckled when I saw my wife's jaw hang open and her beautiful hazel eyes were plastered on my half-aroused manhood. My stomach clenched and the boy between my legs jerked off, bouncing happily.

I stood at the center of our room, naked as a jaybird with a full-blown erection I can actually hang the towel on my shoulder on it.

I stared down and pleased that my member was giving my wife one fantastic show.

Hmm, interesting.

"Hello dear wife, meet Ambassador..." huskily I mused and haphazardly I clutch my boner while Santy's eyeballs were about to fall out from its socket.

"AMBASSADOR? Holy! Seven...STOP!"

Napahalakhak akong tuluyan nang makitang namula ang buong mukha at leeg ni Santy dahil sa sinabi ko. Hindi nito malaman kung ano ang gagawin, natatarantang tinakpan nito ang mukha at yumuko.

The devil inside me was smirking and it's urging me to make my move. Trusting the demon inside me, I began to strut in her direction. Santy felt my moves and seemed to read my thoughts, she took a step backward but before she could run away, I took her right arm and pulled her closer to me.

My right arm was in her waist, holding her captive while the other was in the back of her head and my throbbing man meat was poking in her stomach. Santy was blanched as a ghost, parang nakalimutan na nitong huminga.

"Where do you think you're going, Santy?" I breathe to her right ear and Ambassador twitched again, delighted to be near his newfound favorite, Santy.

While I inhale her intoxicating scent. I can't explain the excitement I felt because of our closeness. Sinong mag aakalang maaaliw ako ng ganito sa presensiya ng inosente kong asawa? Tuluyan ko nang nakalimutan ang iritasiyon na nararamdaman para sa kaharap.

"S-seven...p-please," Santy croaked. With her nimble hands on my bared chest, my wife tried her best to push me but all her efforts went down the drain. Hindi man lang ako natinag.

"Please what?"

I clasp her wrist and pulled her to my muscular chest, I stared down and was enlivened to find Santy's flushed cheeks and panting. I mentally cursed myself 'cause her reaction made me hard as granite, it's too painful to endure.

Hastily, I licked her right ears and my wife stiffened. But I'm more than happy to hear that Santy, though innocent, is not immune to my charms. She let out a sweet moan and began to shiver under my touch. Suddenly I have the urge to slam her to the wall and impaled her until she screams my name, over and over like it's a prayer.

"S-seven.. no!" Santy started to wiggle on my arms.

I stared at her horrified yet aroused face, and for the first time in so many years, I smile. Really smile.

"Are you denying my rights, Santy? Ha?" I grabbed her round ass and let out a low and guttural sound.

Dang, this is a first. I can't remember an incident before where I was turn on like this. Before I knew it my grip on Santy's generous butt tightened.

"SEVEN STOP!"

"Make me," I challenged her.

Santy gape at me, equal parts petrified and confused. I'm opportunistic, right?

So I took that chance and grabbed my wife by the nape and claimed her lips. I'm a fool, I realized that now. Bakit ko ba pinatagal ng ganito ang lahat? She tastes heaven. Strawberry and vanilla, what a potent combination. There's something about Santy's taste that titillates the curiosity out of me.

And that's the second warning I had for today. She's bad news, big time. But to hell with it. I felt that Santy's still stiff so I decided its high time to elicit some response from my innocent yet difficult wife. I bite her lower lip and Santy let out a loud gasped, it was perfect. My tongue took that opening. Without any hesitation I invaded her mouth, giving her open mouth kisses in an obscene and possessive way. And my hands well they have their own mind. It roamed around Santy's soft and warm body, leaving hot trails in its wake.

I've kissed, fondle and f**k numerous women but this was the first time I feel this kind of lust over someone. Santy awakes a strong carnal need from me that I didn't even know that existed. She was shivering and I could feel the heat of her body against mine, I'm starting to think that we're going to set our house on fire.

Fuck.

I bet if I grab my Ambassador now, I'll only last for two minutes. Breaking my 45 minutes record whenever I whack off especially when I felt that my sweet wife is responding to my kisses.

"Now, let's see if you really want me to stop Santy," I breathe through her mouth, and before she can comprehend my words, my right hand was under her skirt cupping her hot, wet mound.

"S-SEVEN?!"

"No, Santy. It's heaven," I smirked as my finger made its way to her precious gem. "And it's mine." I insert my index on her center and good Lord she feels so nice.

"Oww!"

"Just like I thought, Santy. You're drenched," I pulled out and Santy was scandalized by my crude behavior especially when I put my index in my mouth, tasting her juice.

"And sweet."

"Oh, God!" Santy exclaimed and all the colors on her face drained.

And I, being the Devil incarnate, laugh my head off. I'm beginning to suspect that this marriage will be not as bad as I thought it was. Santy's not that bad, after all.

We'll make sure to enjoy the company of my dear innocent wife.

Me and Ambassador.

What a paradox she is, I thought to myself.

An odd combination of innocence and fire, definitely an angel in everyone's eye. But why do I sense that underneath her divine wings there's wickedness that's waiting to be rouse?

A hint of a smile curved on my lips, masyado na yatang malayo ang narating ng utak ko. Pero aaminin ko, may hatid na 'di matatawarang excitement ang mga iyon sa 'kin at sa buong katawan ko. The million things I want to do with Santy.

"P-please...Seven, let me go," Santy begged while giving her all, pushing and whimpering under my touch.

Nawala ang ngiti sa labi ko. Napaungol ako, 'di nakaka tulong ang pag pupumiglas nito sa ayos naming dalawa. Nakalimutan yata ng asawa ko na nakahubad ako and my f*****g erection was pressing against her flat stomach. Though there's a barrier- a.k.a her school uniform, still I could feel her warmth.

Mierda! Malapit nang humulagpos ang tinitimping pasens'ya ng alaga ko.

"Ambassador, down!" Parang gagong singhal ko sa galit na galit kong p*********i na akala mo aso iyon. Mas lalo akong nainis kay Santy dahil doon. She made me do foolish things.

"Keep still will you?!" Bulyaw ko't bahagyang niyugyog ito sa balikat.

Tila natauhan si Santy dahil sa ginawa ko, huminto ito at nanlalaki ang mga matang tumitig sa 'kin.

Eyes. Her f*****g eyes!

I've seen countless evils, looked criminals, and soulless sons of a bîtch straight through their eyes before, but I've never been warned about hazel eyes that speak volumes. A Mysterious pool that seemed to be in between soul and heart.

Powerful eyes that stole all my words for a moment. But I won't back down. I'm Seven f*****g Torrevillas for Heaven's sake! Sinalubong ko ang tingin ni Santy at mabilis na dinakot ang mukha n'ya.

"We're not fucking...," I uttered through gritted teeth while my nails dig deep into her flawless cheeks. "...yet."

Santy's eyes grew wider and her face turned crimson.

I inched closer and stopped when my lips were about to touch the lobe of her right ear.

"And when we do, I'll make sure you scream until our neighbors know my name, Santy," I whispered lustfully and my wife didn't disappoint. Santy let out a moan and I could hear her panting.

"I'll f**k you like there's no tomorrow. Jingle lang ang pahinga mo, my dear wife. Remember that," chuckling, I added. Marahas kong binitawan ang asawa't muntik na itong matumba sa sahig dahil sa pagka gulat.

"Y-you're impossible and c-crass, Seven. It won't happen," Santy though stammering, challenged me.

Napahalakhak ako ng wala sa oras sabay palakpak dahil sa sinabi ng kaharap. Tama ako kung ganoon, may itinatagong tapang ang asawa ko. Though Santy's display of courage was borderline stupidity 'cause it's her own body that's betraying her, I find the act amusing.

Cute.

"It will, Santy. Trust me, I know. Besides....cums don't lie, do they?" I raised my index finger and blatantly lick it in front of Santy. "I could still taste your sweet juice, dear wife."

"C-christ, Seven!"

I winked and go my merry way, leaving my wife with her jaw unhinged. My relative will start to swarm our house any minute now at kung ayaw kong masugod ng nanay ko dito sa kwarto, kailangan ko ng magbihis.

I stopped midway when I felt that Santy didn't bother to move. I crane my neck in my wife's direction and saw her unblinking gaze. Something on my back caught her attention.

Nasabunutan ko ang sariling buhok dahil sa asar.

"Stop checking my ass!"

"S-seven..."

"O gusto mo lang talaga na ako ang mag bihis sa'yo? Magsabi ka lang, Santy. Madali akong kausap."

"W-what?! NO!" Nahihintakutang umiling ito at 'sing bilis ng kidlat na nag punta ng banyo.

Naiwan akong hinahatid ito ng tanaw. I shook my head and walked towards the spacious, and well-organized walk-in closet that has a kitted-out closet system that as stylish as my wardrobe. After careful deliberation with myself, I picked the dark blue dress shirt and pants for tonight's dinner. I decided to ditch the tie, nasa bahay lang kami kaya kahit 'di ganoon ka pormal ay ayos lang.

I was about to wear my shirt when I accidentally glanced at the mirror. Kita ang halos buong likod ko sa floor to ceiling mirror at ngayon ko na-realize ba't ganoon na lang ang takot at gulat ni Santy nang malingunan ko kanina.

She saw my inked back. Full back to be exact.

Its complex imagery of interesting characters, one for that matter and the most conspicuous of all my inks is the black and gray Samurai head. It took up a significant portion of my back and the design is intricate. From its demonic face that was covered in a Kabuto helmet that only made it menacing and terrifying down to the dragon that surrounds the vile figure.

Blangko ang mukhang hinaplos ko ang cherry blossoms na naka adorno sa palibot ng tattoo ko. It's a symbol of love and hope for everyone but not for me. It's a reminder, a constant one, for my sin. That I'm an abominable one.

I flinched when the extension phone on top of the small table nearby rang.

"Damn!" Padabog kong kinuha iyon at narinig ang boses ni Bob sa kabilang linya. " What?"

"They're here, Señor."

"I'll be there in a moment," I said curtly and hang up.

I spare one last look at my reflection in the mirror. I know this night will be filled with tension and drama, so I better be ready. Every family has anyway.

After two minutes, I'm dress to the nines. Kasalukuyan kong isinusuot ang sapatos ko nang pag angat ng paningin ko makita ang gulat na si Santy. Nakatayo ito sa pintuan at mahigpit ang pagkakahawak sa suot na robe.

"Go change and be at the kitchen in 10 minutes. Don't make me come here, Santy," iritadong utos ko sa asawang agad na namutla.

Nilagpasan ko ito pero napaungol ako nang 'di sinasadyang malanghap ko ang ginamit nitong bath gel, strawberry, and vanilla. Damn! There's that sweet fragrant again that I'm now beginning to suspect as Santy's unique scent.

I can't explain it but right now all I wanted to do is to pull Santy against the wall and bury my face on her neck. f**k, what's wrong with me?

Get a grip, Seven! Kastigo ko sa sarili.

"Bilisan mo. Kilos!" anggil ko dahil mas madaling magalit kaysa ipaliwanang ang hinayupak na gumugulo sa utak ko.

Iniwan ko si Santy sa loob ng walk-in closet na nagmamadaling nag bibihis.

"SIETE!"

"I missed you, Siete!"

Muntik kong maitakip sa tenga ang mga kamay nang marinig ang matinis na tili ng dalawang nakababata kong pinsang babae.

The brats, Trixie, and Kylie.

"Heavens!"

Hindi pa ko ganap na nakakapasok sa loob ng living room ay dinaluhong na ako ng yakap ng dalawa dahilan para muntik kaming bumagsak sa sahig. Mabuti at naagapan ko, I hugged them and stand my ground. This is not my lucky day.

"Munchkins, wait. Easy!" Bahagya kong inilayo ang sarili sa dalawa at salitang dinampian ng halik ang pisngi ng mga ito. Sabay pang napahagikhik ang mga ito.

"We missed you, Siete," they both crooned and bury their faces to my chest.

My father has three siblings, dalawa ang lalake at isang babae. My Aunt Marga was the youngest, Trixie's mom while Uncle Amias was the third of the four and he's Kylie's father. Kagaya ng ibang malaking pamilya, sadyang mayroong paborito ang lahat at iyon ay ang dalawang pasaway na nasa bisig ko.

Bukod sa pareho silang bunso sila lang kasi ang babae sa pamilya namin kaya't lumaking spoiled ang mga ito hindi lang sa mga magulang kundi maging sa aming mga pinsan nila. Malas ko dahil mukhang ako ang flavor of the month nila.

"Ba't ang tagal mong bumaba, Kuya?!" Angal ni Kylie na nasa kaliwa ko. Hindi pa din ako nito inaalis ang mga braso mula sa pagkaka pulupot sa 'kin.

Hindi pa ko nakakasagot, sumabat na agad si Trixie na nasa kanan ko.

"I was about to go to your room Siete. Ayaw akong payagan ni Mommy," Trixie pouts her naturally pink lips. She's hugging me like I'm a huge mascot.

A little irritated, I groaned. I'm hoping that these two will be frightened by my reaction but to my dismay they remained unaffected. Lalo pang humigpit ang yakap ng mga ito sa 'kin. Sila lang yata ang bukod tanging 'di takot sa 'kin. Well, there's my mom's but she's a different story.

Hindi ko maintindihan ang dalawang pinsan kong ito. They looked like a starstruck teenage girl who's head over heels for me. For f**k's sake, I'm their kuya!

"Trixie, shooo! Umalis ka nga dito. Di ba you have a new crush na? Yung si Sinclair!" Kylie grabbed Trixie's hand and shoved it away.

"No! Stop spreading rumors, Kylie. He's not even my type. Eww."

I rolled my eyes at the two of them. Though same age and school, mas bata ng ilang buwan si Kylie at sa dalawa ito ang mas maldita.

"What's your type then, sweetie?" Seryoso ang mukhang tanong ko kay Trixie nang makitang maluha-luha na ito.

Trixie is just like her mom, slim and pretty. She's only sixteen years old and I don't like the idea that the two of them are talking about boys.

"Labidabs, you're really asking me that?" She arched one perfect brow and smirk. "Height ni Kuya Gael, intelligence ni Kuya Otto at Kuya Nikolai. Kil—"

"Kilay ni Kuya Diez. The patience of Kuya Axel and Kuya Damien. Hacking ability ni Eleven, bad-boy image ni Kuya Shamie, ax-like jawline of Kuya Beau. Your godlike face and washboard abs. Oh the abs, Kuya Siete!" Kylie recited as if daydreaming then to my surprise bigla nitong kinurot ang tiyan ko.

Shit! My cousins are weirdos.

"Kylie!" gulat na saway ko pero imbes na matakot, tumawa lang ito.

"Sorry not sorry, Kuya," nakangising sagot nito habang parang tangang kinikilig pa.

"So you're telling me that your type is grandpops, yes?" I teased about the great Alperto Pip Torrevillas, our Abuelo.

"Eww! NO!" Sabay na sagot ng dalawa habang di maipinta ang mga mukha.

Ako naman ang napahalakhak dahil sa hitsura nilang dalawa.

"Why? Lahat ng kung ano ang meron kaming mga kuya n'yo, it's because of grandpops genes. Right?"

"Kuya, stop! Kainis ka naman eh!" Matulis ang ngusong angal ni Kylie.

"Girls, stop harassing your Kuya Seven," saway ng Aunt Marga ko sa dalawa. Nakangiting nakamasid pala ito mula sa may pintuan.

I mouthed 'thank you' to her and she gave me a knowing smile. These brats will surely make our head hurts in the future but I don't care. Malayo pa naman iyon.

"But Mom, I miss labidabs," padabog na ani Trixie.

"May meeting sila. Just let him go, girls," mariing utos nito.

"Oh, I miss you too. But I have to be in the study now. Papa Sixto will be mad. We don't want that, right?" I asked her and she nods. Kylie did the same and I sigh in relief.

"Catch up with the two of you, later. No crushes, por favor. Maawa kayo sa mga 'yon."

Both of them giggled and I took that chance to get away with their claws. Walang nagawa ang dalawang spoiled kong pinsan nang kumalas ako sa yakap ng mga ito at nag tungo sa study room kung saan alam kong nag hihintay ang mga lalake ng pamilya namin.

Bob greeted me and opened the door for me. As soon as I entered the room, I was greeted by the abundance of testosterone chatting and comfortably seated on the brown leather sofa.

They all stopped when they saw me approaching the middle of the room where a long oak table was placed. The similarities it has with the famous table of King Arthur and his knights are striking so are the differences.

While King Arthur and his Knights congregate at a circular table to discuss the greater good of the kingdom, my family discusses the opposite.

We tackle chaos, violence, or we might formulate an ingenious plan to take down an entire city out of whim and never feel remorse or guilt for it.

Yes, our kind exists.

People called us many names, the list is endless. Mob, boogeymen, cold-hearted villains, or evil are my favorite. We're the monsters parents warned their kids about. But just like those vicious creatures, we stayed in the shadows, hidden.

We, La Familia is a myth.

Marami nang haka-haka ang nabuo at ilang mga balita na ba ang kinailangan naming pigilan sa paglathala dahil nagsasaad ito ng mga importanteng bagay tungkol sa amin.

As long as we're hidden from the public's eye and we control all the information, we're untouchables.

The eviler a person gets, the better picture he can paint that's what this life taught me.

"Seven, Hijo," Uncle Pert, the oldest brother of my father greeted me first. Inuokopa niton ang silya na nasa kaliwa ng kabisera. Being the eldest amongst the siblings, he's one of the consiglieres of our family.

"Uncle, how are you?" kinuha ko ang kamay nito at nag mano.

Don't judge, I know. Demonyo kami pero paminsan-minsan marunong kaming gumagalang kapag hinihingi ng pagkakataon.

"Great. I heard the good news. Congratulations, Hijo."

"Gracias, Uncle," ani ko at umupo sa tapat nito.

"Are you planning to have a church wedding?" Gael, Uncle Pert's firstborn asked.

"No."

" Sayang naman. Ayaw ba ng wife mo? What's her name again..?"

"Santy," Otto answered for me.

"Yes. Santy. It's such a shame na hindi ko siya nakita last Saturday during one of the ladies' tea parties hosted by Aunt Laarni."

"She's with Mama. You can interrogate her later, Gael," I said sarcastically. Sa aming mag pipinsan ito ang pinaka matanong.

"I will, you can bet on that. Eris told me she's sweet and I trust my wife's judgment," he smiled and I just gave him a curt nod.

Tatlo pa lang sa generation namin ang may pamilya. Ako, si Gael at ang sumunod dito si Adri.

Iginala ko ang mga mata ko sa silid at napansin kong bukod sa papa ay wala pa doon ang dalawa kong kapatid na sina Shamie at Diez. Si Onze na himala ng langit na naka suot ng Armani ay busy sa pakikipag biruan sa bunsong anak na lalaki ni Uncle Amias- Beau.

Nikolai on the other hand, the financial geek of the family and the eldest son of Aunt Marga was on Otto's neck debating something about a merger we had recently. They are the bagman of the family, Otto, Nikolai, and Gael, they are the paymaster or the one that's designated to collect and wash the money we gained in illicit ways.

"Where are the others?" I asked Gael.

"Diez and Shamie? I heard that they're at your garage mukhang may ipinapakita si ghost kay Diez," sagot nito pero ang mga mata'y nakapako sa screen ng phone. Mukhang nag lalandian na naman ito ant ang asawa. Kadiri.

"Axel is with Trent and Cedrick, they need to oversee if successful yung transactions natin with the Hongkong outfit," Damien answered. He's the firstborn of Uncle Amias and Kylie's brother.

My eyes automatically fly towards my cousin's direction upon hearing Trent's name.

"It's a family meeting, Damien. What the f**k is he doing here?"