DOUBLE CROSS

Chapter 2

"You know we don't need connection, Frank. What we need is easy access, that two are different," he answered and pressed his car key to unlock the car.

He looked at his friend who was there standing beside his own car looking at him with a playful smirk in his lips. "You really don't have the words work hard in your dictionary," Franklin said.

Damon smirks, "work smarter not harder. I will see you around!" He shouted and entered inside. He started the engine and without giving a signal to his friend, he stepped on the gas.

He wants to unwind and ready himself to take over the position he wants without a single sweat. He had done hundreds of illegal transactions and for that, this thing would never be one of those illegals. This will be legally transferred into his name. The X of underground will be Damon Rivero in the business industry of the country.

He is so damn ready and excited to face the faces he always want to see in less than a meter away from the tip of his shoes. He glanced the side mirror of his car and saw Franklin's car turned into the right way of the intersection while he went straight to this way.

"That asshole couldn't have his ass sleep at night peacefully without messing up some w****s out there," he mumbled shaking his head.

His mouth watered when he spotted the booth of his favorite donut. Without a second thought, he turned the wheels and stopped his car in front of the booth. He could be the most dangerous person of the underground but hell donuts is his weakness and he don't give a f*ck.

"The usual, please," he said and handed the 1 thousand bill.

"Sir, I'm sorry, but, don't you have smaller bill?" the girl shyly asked.

He shoke his head while his eyes were locked into ghw displayed favorite donuts of his. "None, keep the change. I just need the donuts," he answered cheerfully and even winked. He cringed when he noticed how the girl's face slowly turned red. "So Franklin's toy," he murmured.

"Here's your donust, sir," the woman said while handling the bag full of donuts. He didn't mind the change of his money and just turned his back. He took one donut and put the whole of it in his mouth before going back inside his car and started the engine to leave this place.

"What the f*ck!"

He sent a death glare to the car who happened to crashed it's wheels to appeared in front of his car harshly — to f*cking block him. And he went faced palm when he noticed who the hell is the owner of this car.

The smiling Franklin went outside from the driver's seat with an asshole smile and walk towards his direction. This man sometimes made him regret the fact that he hates bringing a gun. If only he has a gun with him, he could've just shot this asshole in his head and viola, he sleep dead ass.

Damon rolled the window down and put his hand out of it showing the middle finger that f*cking giggles the asshole Franklin.

"I just noticed your way and it's f*cking not the way to your home! I remembered, the best donut in town is located in here and so I realized, free donuts are the best, aren't they?" Franklin said.

He even attempted to reach the bag of donut through the window but Damon is fast enough to rolled it back and close it. Franklin looked at Damon with disbelief.

Damon opened the window just a little so Franklin could hear him speaking.

"I think you have forgotten the last time. I am no longer giving anything for free. If you want to eat donuts, by for your own," Damon playfully said and even showed his middle finger once again and mouthed "f*ck you".

Franklin gaped and Damon just laughed. They are not friends if they don't act like this, are they? Damon started back his car and maneuvered the steering wheels backward so that he can escape from the crazy friend he got.

"I will surely get even! Asshole!" he heard Franklin yelled his lungs out before turning his back and buy himself a f*cking donuts to cure his hunger.

His phone beep and a notification appeared, he take a look at it while seriously taking the wheels and had his car running along with cars in the highway. He smirked after reading the notification from the underground. Why are they still wondering who the fact is there behind that famous name? Why would they want to know the person who don't want to show himself.

They also f*cking no have an idea if this guy were alive or dead.

He was about to put his phone back when Franklin's name appeared in the screen. He slide it right to answer and put it on the speaker.

"What?" He asked straight.

"Mr. Diamos' secretary sent a message to me that Mr. Diamos was expecting to see you later at 10 pm." He hears Franklin from the other like.

A smile is slowly appearing in his lips. The boss can't really get over him. Mr. Diamos would never desire to lose him in the underground because that old man knew how he can play dirty if it meant to be dirty. Just to not go back home, loser.

"Just don't mind them, don't even reply that message," he said.

"What? Why? Why the f*ck aren't they giving message to you directly?"

He could sense how confused his friends can be.

"I blocked them all. Because I don't need to talk to any of them anymore. I have already told you, Frank. I already have my eyes on the most priority."

"Mr. Diamos would kill me because of this," Franklin said frustratingly.

"They even won't know if you really had a chance to open that message. Deny it all you want. I'm not seeing Mr. Diamos."