S7VEN (La Familia Kingpin Series #1)

62. Man-dane Moments.

SEVEN

I AM THE DEVIL. That's old news. I and the seven deadly sins are on a first-name basis. Puta. Bffs na kami. There, that's news.

No, I shake my head. I am the walking mortal sin. Isa-isahin natin, okay?

Greed. I'm a selfish bastard. What I want, I get. And I want it all for myself.

Gluttony. Hindi ko pinagkakaitan ng kahit ano–sino, ang sarili ko. No one dares to deny me.

Wrath? I'm always angry. Pasensiya, ano 'yon? My default reaction when I'm pissed, magkasa ng baril at iputok iyon.

Sloth. I have an entire organization that's ready to do as I please when I please. Kung di iyon ang ultimate depiction ng katamaran, ewan ko na lang.

Lust. Pssh. Kailangan pa bang i-elaborate to? My constant hard-on for Santy and the insatiable cravings I have for her were the dead giveaway. I'm like a drooling pit bull ready to pounce on my wife.

The angelic face, a delectable and heavenly body that made my blood boil and brought me sinful thoughts. Pregnancy suits my wife. Lalo itong naging katakamtakam sa paningin ko.

Fuck. I think I'll make it to Guinness book of world record para sa pinaka maraming beses na nag Mariang palad sa loob ng isang linggo. I wonder if that's the reason ba't tila kumapal ang kalylo sa mga palad ko. Shit. Pasimple kong ini-adjust si Ambassador na ngayon ay galit na galit sa loob ng pantalon ko. Need I say more?

Where are we? Yes, the fucking deadly sins.

Pride. I'm dripping with it. I'm the kind–

Pride my ass! Kaya pala outside the kulambo ka ng halos isang linggo? You even resorted to installing a damn CCTV in your own bedroom just to have a glimpse of Santy. Pati ang cellphone n'ya at mg alahas nilagyan mo na rin ng tracker, hindi ba?

I groaned at the beast inside me. May nabibili bang pangpakalma? Kung maroon, papakyawin ko. I've been at war with myself and the result is messy. My rate kill at this moment will make any serial killer roll to their graves. Hindi nga ba't halos mabaliw na si Otto sa kakasaway sa akin. Rinding-rindi na ako sa word na hinahon.

Tang ina. Nakakain ba 'yon? Shaking my head, I hissed. That earns me scowls from my brothers and cousins.

I raised both of my hands in a universal gesture of surrender. Ang mga tarantado muling ibinalik ang atensiyon kay Adri na ngayon ay seryoso ang ekspresyon ng mukha habang may hawak na feeding bottle. He gave me a pointed look, I gave him the bird.

When my eyes landed on the reason why we were gathered here instead of joining the others for a sumptuous BBQ and whiskey-filled afternoon, it brought me to my last sin.

Envy. I'm freaking envious at the little human who's sleeping like a star fish. Unat ang magkabilang kamay at paa nito. Sa bibig may nakapasak na pacifier. He's peacefully sleeping.

"Gentlemen, may two reasons kapag umiyak sila. It's either gutom or basa ang diaper nila. Now, let's assume na busog siya. Meaning, kailangan n'yong palitan ang diaper niya," tila maestrong turan ng pinsan ko. "Shamie, care to demonstrate."

"Puta. Ba't ako? Dapat kung sino ang pinakabata. Colton. Onze. Take over."

"Hep. Sabi ni Kuya Adri ikaw daw. 'Wag mong ipasa sa amin. Sige na. Pakita mo ang itintago mong tito moves," nakangising sagot ni Onze sabay lagay ng diaper sa kamay ni Shamie.

"I agree. Ipag papatayo ka pa kamo ng rebulto ng mga girls. Shamie the great Torrevillas with matching diaper at baby bag sa side," pang aasar ni Colton sabay kindat.