The Devil's name is Seven

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S7VEN's POV

"TORREVILLAS?!"

I looked up at the ceiling as if it will offer me the patience I needed for the man who's sitting on the round table at the VIP section of our underground casino.

My floor manager phoned me and reported that one of the regulars on the black table, our code for the VIP section, was causing a scene. Hindi ko na sana papansinin pero nang sabihin sa 'king hinipuan nito at pilit na pinaupo sa kandungan ang isa sa mga servers namin, doon na sumabog ang galit ko.

Inis na naisuklay ko ang kamay sa buhok. Bakit ba ko pinepeste nito? May mas mahalaga kong bagay na dapat ayusin ngayon.

My mother's wrath. Perfect. Don't get me wrong, I'm not a mama's boy. Far from it. Ayoko lang mabingi ako sa ratsada ng nanay ko. I'll bet my balls that my mother will burn the phone once that shitty news comes out tonight.

Then, here I am fixing a minor problem 'cause one horny regular can't keep his shot.

Fuck.

"You have to be precise who's Torrevillas are you calling. Dalawa kaming andito," I eyed my brother- Otto, who's calmly sitting at the corner.

"She slapped me. That fucking whore–"

"–is my employee, Senator. MINE!" I cut him off and gingerly walked towards the table. I eyed him like a lion that's about to jump on his prey, ready to rip off every limb.

A lopsided smile was all I can manage to the gentlemen who are sitting with the pervert pig right now. What a group. Isang kilalang broadcaster, governor ng isang bayan sa Mindanao at ang regular namin na head ng simbahan.

Holy shit, how apt?

"Mr. Torrevillas," bati ni Matt ang broadcaster.

I gave him a curt nod and grabbed the glass of whiskey that was sitting near him.

"I'm having a good time upstairs, Senator. You know, whiskey and some nice show. But then, here you are, again, doing some crazy shits. Wala akong magawa kung 'di ayusin ang gulong dala mo. You know me well, Delfin. I hate people who let me repeat myself. Right?" I coldly said and glowered at the pig who thinks highly of himself. He thought that he's above all, where in fact he's a damn bourgeoisie. A wolf in a sheep's clothing and I loathe his kind.

I stopped in front of the round poker table. Itinukod ko ang mga kamay sa ibabaw non at napansin ko ang panginginig ni Senator Delfin. Dahil marahil sa takot, wala itong katinag-tinag sa pagkaka upo.

"SAGOT!" sigaw ko sabay hampas ng basong nadampot ko sa kamay ng senador na prenteng nakapatong sa lamesa.

"Shiittt! Hijo de putaaaa!" Senator Delfin's voice echoed in the four walls of the VIP room. Napasinghap ang ibang mga nasa lamesa habang ang mga naroong tauhan ko'y abot-abot ang tili.

Matalim ang mga matang tumingin sa akin ang senador habang hawak ang kanang kamay na nagsisimula ng mamaga. "S-she's flirting with me. She kept on showing her.. err-goods, you know," sabay baling sa tauhan kong tahimik na umiiyak sa sulok malapit sa pwesto ni Otto.

"Tsk! Goods, yes? You see, Delfin, my people especially the ladies who worked for me here in La Sombra are not whores. I made it crystal clear to all of you. You can do whatever you want here, but make sure that your dick is not sticking on unwanted places. Right, Reverend?"

Napasinghap sa takot ang tinawag ko't mabilis na napa antanda. I heard my hellion brother's laughter because of the way the man in the clergy collar responds to my question.

"S-si, Señor Torrevillas," may butil ng pawis sa noong sagot nito at parang asong panay ang tango sa 'kin. He looks like he's about to shit on his pants.

I sighed.

Owning a chain of casinos is really giving me headaches but it doesn't beat the problem I have here in the La Sombra, a speakeasy, an exclusive place for filthy rich people, like the ones inside the room.

They don't know how to behave especially when their mind was clouded with booze.

"Out," mahinang utos ko habang nakatingin sa kisame. "Not you, gentlemen. Stay here. The rest, out."

Mabilis na tumalima ang mga tauhan ko at ang mga body guards ng mga herodes na nakaupo sa mesa. I saw my brother smirk at me, telling me he's not following my orders.

What's new? Otto's known to be the pain in the ass among the five of us.

"Seven may i-importante ka pa bang sasabihin sa 'min? Si Senator lang naman yata ang kailangan mong kausapin," ani Governor Jacinto na kunwa'y nababagot sa mga nangyayari. If I don't know better, he's just as frightened as the man who's seated next to him, Matthew Sison, a well-known broadcaster.

"Pinangungunahan mo ba ko, Jacinto?"

"Ha? Hindi naman sa ganoon, Seven. May importanteng meeting lang akong pupuntahan at ayokong ma-late. Hindi naman kami dapat madamay sa gulong ginawa nitong si Delfin, eh."

"Really? Meeting? Well, you know Gob, gusto sana kita eh. Kaso madalas sablay ka. But to be honest, I admire your courage to speak and interrupt me especially when I'm about to set an example for all of you," I circled around the table.

Unbeknownst to the four idiots, I already have one of my favorite toys- my custom-made tanto blade.

"S-seven?" Kinakabahang sagot ni Sison habang tahimik lang ang tatlo.

I smirked and stopped at the back of Senator Delfin. The pig stiffened, afraid to move a muscle. Nagulat ang mga ito nang mabilis kong itinarak ang hawak na kutsilyo sa hita ng nagulat na senador. The others were firstly surprised by my action and then aghast took over them at the sight of blood that was dripping from Senator Delfin's gracilis.

I smile, pleased. Oh, what a beautiful sight.

"Aahhh...!!!" Senator Delfin let out a wail and everyone at the table let out an audible gasp, terrified. "F-fuck you, Seven."

Maluha-luha ito habang hawak ang kanang hita kung saan naka tarak pa din ang knife ko.

"Yes. Fuck me, Senator. I can tolerate all your shits but don't you ever dare to disrespect what's mine. Next time, I'll make sure to hit that spot right there at your center para 'di ka na makapag libog pa."

"Y-you're.."

I grinned at him.

"What, Senator? Say it, come on..," I encourage him.

"Y-you're an asshole."

Humalakhak ako nang marinig ang matapang n'yang sagot. I have to make a mental note to send a gift to our dear audacious senator. One of his sugar babies perhaps? I smirk.

"Wrong, Delfin. Iniinsulto mo naman ako. Tsk...," I leaned forward.

"I. AM. THE DEVIL," sabay binunot ko nang mabilis ang kutsilyo kong nakatarak sa hita n'ya. "Remember that."

I gave a curt nod to my bother and head towards the door but then I remember something, "And by the way, your current sugar baby is still a minor Senator. Better do something about it, if you want to secure your post on the next election."

Balewalang lumabas ako ng VIP room habang sa likod ko'y nakasunod ang kapatid ko.

"Damn, Seven! I thought you're going to slit his throat."

"I'm wearing my Patek right now and I don't want to mar the beauty of this timepiece with that pig's blood."

"You and your ludicrous watches."

Huminto ako sa paglalakad at nilingon ito, "What are you doing here, in the first place? How did the meeting go? Do they sign the fucking contract?"

"Shit. Isa-isa lang, Seven. Mahina ang kalaban."

"I have lots of things to do and I don't have time for your games. Why are you here? You're supposed to be flying back to Manila and do your obligations."

"You're in a foul mood tonight, Hermano."

"I'm always in a foul mood, jerk!"

Lalo akong nairita dahil sa pagtawa nito. I went straight to my office leaving my pain in the ass brother in my wake. I took my seat when I was inside and fire up the huge monitor to see the live feed of the floor in the casino.

"What do you want?" I spat at Otto. Nakangising umupo ito sa harapan ko at ipinatong ang paa sa ibabaw ng office table ko.

"I miss you, Hermano. 'Di mo ba ko na-miss?"

"Go fuck yourself and stop pestering me."

"Tsk! My self will then leave me if it's possible. Ang sungit mo! The jet will pick me up later, so I decided to drop by and kill some time. Sabay ka?" He gave me one of his boyish smiles.

"I'm busy. Answer my questions. How's the fucking meeting?"

Nag inat ito at may kinuha sa bulsa ng suot na coat,

"Of course it went well. Ako ba naman ang dumating, eh? When they saw me, they all blanched. It's so funny how the town mayor signed the papers without even reading it with matching panginginig,"nakangising anito.

"Sending a Torrevillas is always a wise move, brother. By the way, I want to show you something."

Natigil ako sa pag tipa sa keyboard nang marinig ang tinuran ng kapatid. I arched my bow.

"Here."

Sinundan ko ng tingin ang inilapag nitong brown envelope sa harap ko.

"What's this?"

"See for yourself. My wedding gift for you."

I want to hit him to erase that smug look on his face. I grabbed the file and was welcome by my innocent wife's face–Santy.

Halos mapunit ko ang mga litratong laman ng sobre dahil sa galit. It was Santy, wearing an awful waitress uniform of a rundown filthy restaurant.

"How did you get these? And why the fuck did everyone let her work to that hellhole place?!"

"I don't know. You tell me. Ikaw ang asawa di ba? I was also shocked myself when I saw those pics," my brother said nonchalantly and blew his cigar. "Papa will have your neck once he finds this out. Kai accidentally spotted her last week when he's doing his rounds around Avenida." Tukoy nito sa kanang kamay. "He was skeptical that it's her. Sino nga namang mag iisip na ang asawa ng isang Torrevillas ay nag we-waitress sa isang dilapidated na restaurant, hindi ba?"

Sinundan nito 'yon nang malakas na tawa habang nag pipigil ako sa galit sa kinauupuan ko.

"I told him to do some digging and be sure that it's her. And, voila! I have her photos doing that shit job. Tell me, hindi mo ba binibigyan ng pang gastos ang asawa mo?"

"Fuck you! Kahit malaki ang utang ng pamilya n'ya sa 'tin, I still provided for her!" I slammed my fist on the table. "She has her own black card and I even opened a joint account for her just to entertain our father. Are you telling me that I'm doing a poor job taking care of my wife? She has enough money to

even purchase countless islands or Hermes if she wants to!"

But Santy did the exact opposite. I never should have underestimated her.

"Hey, I'm just trying to understand why a Don's wife doing a shitty job like that." Anito at itinaas ang dalawang kamay. "Navarro told me that he always picked her up at school or at her cousin's house. Walang ideya ang mga tao mo sa ginagawa n'ya."

"I'll kill those idiots. Bakit 'di nila alam? And why the hell did they allowed this to happen?"

"Because you're here and she was there in your mansion, alone. When I saw her on your wedding day, I thought she's the 'yes Seven or si, Seven' type. But man, I want to hug Santy right now. Akalain mo, nalinlang n'ya ang the great Seven Torrevillas."

"SHUT THE FUCK UP, OTSO!" Galit na singhal ko sa kapatid at inis na kinuha ang telepono.

I dialed my wife's number and my scalp almost produces smoke when she didn't answer. It's seven in the evening and she's supposed to be at our house now. Contrary to what my brother thought I keep a record of Santy's schedule. I know when she has classes and what day will be her off at school and today's one of them.

After three failed attempts to get hold of my innocent yet stubborn wife, I hastily grab my keys and coat. "Let's go."

"Where?"

"We're fucking flying to Manila. I have to restrain that stubborn wife of mine."

"About time. By the way, you made a ruckus on the media tonight. Mama's going to be pissed."

"Bullshit! Isa pa 'yan. Why did your staff let that news came out, ha? How the fuck did you let it slip to you?"

"Oops. The scoop was from the other media outfit, our competitor, the small one. It seems to me that we have or rather you have an admirer, big brother."

"Whoever that is, make them pay!"

"Si."

Hindi ko alam kung anong uunahin ko ngayon, ang galit ko sa asawa ko o ang galit ng mama sa akin.

"If she calls–" natigilan ako at napahinto sa paglalakad ng biglang mag ring ang fone ko. "Fuck."

I fetch it only to be greeted with my mother's name on the screen.

"Pick it up. Kapag di ka n'ya na-contact, you know very well na akong tatawagan n'yang sunod. And then if wala pa din, ang buong hotel na 'to," malokong sabi ng kapatid ko.

"Shit," I swipe the green icon and my mother's voice shakes my eardrums. Nailayo ko nang bahagya sa tenga ko ang telepono.

This is bad.

"Mama, calm down."

"Calm down?! You want me to calm down now, Alperto Serafin Luciano VII?"

Napangiwi ako dahil binanggit nito ang buong pangalan ko.

"Madre de dios! How dare you do that to your wife? Wala pang isang buwan kayong nakakasal ni Santy, sumasakabilang bahay ka na? Tell me, laro lang ba sa'yo ang kasal, ha!"

I groaned. "Mama, for the sake of all the saints please listen to me. It's just a date, nothing more. Masyado lang nilagyan ng kulay ng media."

"Date? Sinverguenza! Siete, kilala ko likaw ng bituka n'yong magkakapatid. Kung 'di ko lang kayo mga anak, matagal ko ng pinag tatapyas 'yang mga cobra n'yong mga damuho kayo. O, di kaya'y pinakapon ko na lang sana kayo nang manahimik kayong 5. Ginagawa n'yong libangan ang pag papalit ng mga babae. Santisima!" Litanya nito habang ang kapatid ko'y impit na tumatawa sa likod ko.

"Mama, may meeting a–"

"Wala kang meeting at alam kong kasama mo si Otto. Manahimik ka, Siete. At ano itong nababalitaan kong nasa Davao ka? Why did you left your wife in the first place? May asawa ka ng tao at siya dapat ang dinadala mo sa mga gatherings at gala, hindi kung sino-sino. She's not some help na iiwan mo para bantayan ang bahay mo. Mierda!"

Umiiling na nilingon ko ang kapatid kong malakas na tumatawa. We're all adults now and had our fair share of depravity but one thing remained and will always be constant, we always respect the women in our family.

Lalo na ang nanggagaliiting babaeng kausap ko, ang nag luwal sa 'kin sa mundo. She's in total batshit mode and I don't know how to placate her.

"She's still studying Mama. I have to be here cause of the crisis last week. Hindi ko maiwan ang casino dito and besides she's with Navarro," I answer her feigning calmness.

"With Navarro? She's with Diez and Onse! Fool. Get your ass off here and explain everything to Santy. Pronto!"

"We're in our way, Ma."

When our mother heard what Otto just announced, she abruptly ended the call. I was left more furious than ever.

"Find whoever leaked that scoop to the press. I'll kill that fucking bastard and I'm going to shove his head to his ass, coño!"

"Areglado, Hermano!"

THE flight from Davao to Manila was quick and convenient given the fact that we used one of the three private jets we have.

It's under Torrevillas Conglomerates, the biggest multi-industry in the country and it's ours. We owned a chain of hotels and casinos, the biggest food manufacturing company in the country, and last year we added real estate to our portfolio.

But the biggest milking cow that we have under our wing was the media outfit. We own the big one in the country. My father, Sixto as many fond to call him, believes that power lies in information. The ones who control and yield the information is the powerful one, that's the words he keeps on telling us. The family's mantra.

"Señor, where to?" Bob, my right hand and chauffeur for tonight asked when he saw me walking out of the tarmac.

Without even bothering to glance in his direction, I answered. "House."

Natigilan ito pero di umimik at mabilis na pinaandar ang Mercedes at kasunod ang isang sasakyan pa na naglalaman ng iba kong security. Tahimik lang ako sa likod habang binabagtas namin ang daan patungong Forbes.

"Señora's already on the mansion, Señor." I heard Bob's voice and I just nod. I'm not in the mood for small talks.

I'm still wondering why my people didn't realize that Santy was doing something under their noses. Or ako ang higit na may mali gaya nang sinasasbi ni Otto.

I've been complacent and lax. I bet ganoon di ang mga tao ko. Is it because of her innocent look? I'm putting my money there.

She's a deviation from everything I know. A normal woman will be over the moon, spending my money on every shits they want. But Santy, that weird woman prefers to bust tables than swipe her black card.

Marahas akong napa buntong hininga dahil sa sitwasyon at sa galit para kay Santy.

Our fathers were the ones to blame why we're in this situation. My reason was purely business. I have to take over the family business, and as the head of La Familia, it's customary for a Don to have a wife.

Hers? Well, she's the payment of her father's debt to our family. Nalulong sa sugal ang papa ni Santy at nang siningil na ng Papa, ang bunsong anak nito ang ipinambayad.

I'm against the idea. I hate commitments, hell I hate to have a wife. Matagal ko nang ipinipilit sa papa na baliin ang tradisyon ng pamilya, pero bingi ito sa katwiran ko. Kaya wala akong nagawa ng pag dating ko galing Italy ay sa isang munisipyo ako dinala ni Bob.

I went batshit but my dad gave me an ultimatum. Mary her and take my seat as the rightful don or vacate the position. My choice was always the seat.

But what irks me the most is the fact that my bride is almost the age of Onze. She's young and a virgin. Fuck! She's beautiful, I'll admit it but damn! What I'm going to do with a virgin wife?

I want my woman to please me in any way possible at ayoko ng isang mukhang tuod at may dick phobia na mabilis kakaripas ng takbo kapag nakarinig ng salitang harder. Santy's way out of my league.

Tang'nang parusa to.

"We're here Señor," Bob announced and one of the security men opened the door at my side.

My men greeted me and I just waved my hand to them while heading straight to the grand staircase, up to our room where I know my stubborn wife is sleeping peacefully. Wala siyang ideya sa nag babadyang delubyo na dala ng galit ko.

We have an unusual relationship but I made myself crystal clear, right after we exchange our faux vows in front of the mayor.

It was written on the paper Navarro handed her after that sick ceremony, I want her to sleep in my fucking bed and I demand her loyalty. I don't want my staff snooping around and talking about our sleeping setup behind our backs.

Nang makarating sa master's bedroom, ay bumungad sa 'kin ang malamlam na liwanag mula sa bedside table. Hindi ako nag abalang tingnan ang kama, I know that she's there.

I'm so fucking tired and I want to have a shower first bago ko s'ya kausapin. I don't care kung alas 11 na ng gabi at may pasok pa siya bukas. Kapag sinabi kong mag uusap kami, mag uusap kami.

Naglakad ako patungong walk-in closet at laking gulat ko ng makita ang asawa kong hawak ang isang baby pink silk pajama set.

"Seven?!"

"Why? Are you expecting someone?" galit na asik ko dito.

Humigpit ang hawak nito sa buhol ng towel. Noon ko lang napansin ang suot ni Santy.

A white terry cloth towel was covering her slender and lithe figure. I never had the chance to see her body two weeks ago because I walked away right after the judge handed us a copy of our marriage contract. I was pissed before and furious now. But the flawless skin of my wife and her innocent look stir up something in me. Or rather in between my groin.

Fuck. She's still a virgin.

"I-I didn't know y-you're coming home."

"Where are you earlier?" tanong ko at pilit na iniignora ang init na nararamdaman. Hindi ako santo dahil sa mga oras na 'to, gusto kong kaladkarin s'ya papunta sa kama and claim my right as her husband. But that can wait.

Priorities, Seven.

"I-I was at B-bee's place. May tinapos kami."

"Bee? Oh that cousin of yours," sakay ko sa pag sisinungaling n'ya habang marahang lumalapit sa kanya.

"Y-yes. We have a deadline tomorrow kaya nag s-stay ako sa k-kanila," utal na sabi nito habang panay ang atras. Nabitawan nito ang hawak na damit at nanlalaki ang mga matang nakatitig sa 'kin. Her cheeks were flushed and her jet black hair falls in her face like a curtain.

Innocent and a terrible liar, what an odd combination.

"Until what time itong sinasabi mong stay over, my dear innocent wife?"

Santy gulped and my dick decided that it's about time for me to notice him. The idiot jerked off, affected by the sight of the siren who's now trembling against my burning gaze.

"A-around eight, I guess."

"Liar!" I grabbed her right arm and she winced as my fingers dig deeper into her soft skin. "I called this fucking house that time and you're not here. Navarro went to your cousin's house to check if you're there but surprise, kahit anino mo wala doon!" Ibinalya ko s'ya sa pinto ng closet. "So sinong niloloko mo, Santy?"

I cupped her faced and force her to look me in the eyes.

"Ayoko sa lahat ang sinungaling, Santy. Tell me, are you fooling around?"

Marahas itong umiling at unti-unting namumuo ang mga luha sa mga mata nito. I loathe women who use tears as weapons and yet I marry one.

"Don't cry on me. Wala kang mapapala dahil 'di ako nakukuha sa mga paiyak-iyak na 'yan," galit na singhal ko sa asawa habang hawak pa din ang mukha nito.

"S-seven, please. Nasasaktan ako," puno ng pagsusumamong anito at pilit na kumakawala sa mahigpit kong pag kakahawak. "I'm s-sorry if I lied to you. I was working kanina."

"Working?! Oh yes. To that shabby place in Avenida. Nagulat ka ba na alam ko?" My nose flared and I pulled her closer.

"It's not enough for you and your prick of a father to ruin my life and steal my peace of mind. Now, this? You're insulting my whole family. What do you want to achieve by pulling this crazy act of rebellion ha? Tell me!" I grabbed her face and my wife trembles.

Umiling ito at kasabay non ay ang pagbagsak ng luha sa gilid ng mata nito.

"Seven...I-I'm really s-sorry," she said softly and stare directly into my eyes. "I'm working there bago pa kita p-pinakasalan. I have to 'cause of m-my financial situation a few months back. Besides...I have to work there until my debt is paid. Just like how I'll be working for you, for the rest of my life."

"You have a smart mouth. What a surprise!"

"I-i'm just trying to explain, Seven," she wiped the tears on her cheeks without averting her gaze.

"Wala ako..tayong time para mag usap. You know little about me and so do I."

Parang napapasong nabitawan ko siya. Is she trying to make me feel guilty now? My brother was right, she's an odd creature. Santy's still looking at me with wide and frightened eyes while I was dumbfounded by the intensity of her gaze. It's piercing through me.

Lalo akong nagalit 'di dahil sa sinabi n'ya kung di dahil sa hatid n'yang palaisipan sa 'kin. She's fucking confusing me and I don't like that.

"Very well then. You made your point. But quit that fucking job of yours or sleep outside my house. You're a Torrevillas now at sa ayaw at sa gusto mo, susunod ka sa lahat ng mga utos ko! Don't test me, Santy!" I said through gritted teeth and absentmindedly, I took her right hand.

No bad deed goes unpunished, I mentally smirked at the idea.

Santy let out an audible gasp borderline shriek when I put her hands on top of erection. Ngumisi ako sa asawa.

"Why? I'm just letting you check err- the package..." hinila ko siya palapit sa 'kin dahilan para lalong madiin ang kamay n'ya sa harapan ko.

Shit, bad move Siete. I'm in trouble.

I lean forward and on the shell of Santy's ear, I whispered, "You see, my dear innocent wife. The next time you lie to me, I'll punish you and make sure that you choke with this one...here. Intiende?"