DOUBLE CROSS

Chapter 19

"What's with that face?"

Damon narrowed his eyes upon seeing the crasher Franklin who seems to look like someone that lost a million dollars in a gambling.

"Sh*t! I almost got a physical fight in this f*cking country! Don't forget that I am not even a resident of this place," Franklin uttered while gritted his teeth and obviously holding his phone with that force.

"Yeah? What the hell happened to you?" he asked raising his brow and even sounded uninterested. "Why are you here in my unit again?"

"Come on! Don't be such a fuss, Damon Rivero! I am in this country because of you, f*ck you! " Franklin hissed back and that only made her chuckled. "I went to a bar and saw this verry attractive chick. Of course, I approached her and asked her name. She freaking gave me her name and even offered me a drink. She was obviously a freaking good in bed. I was even surprised when she poured an alcohol on my neck and she freaking licked it with her tongue," he told a story.

Well, for him who didn't even get interested with women who don't even look interesting kind off getting fun with the story. He could imagine the scene this asshole been and it was ended so fun.

"So? She ditched you when you finally get a bonner?" he teased him that made Franklin looked at him with like a dagger in his eyes.

"F*ck you! No one is going to ditch me, they would crawl on their knees towards me to beg. She gave me a head!"

"Wooah!"

"I know right, we were both in the peak of our own heaven when somebody grabbed the hell out of her," Franklin angrily said and even slammed the table.

Damon couldn't pull of the emotion that he would want to burst out. He do not know if he was about to feel bad with his friend or laugh at him. He stopped laughing when he saw what kind of stare was that.

"Hold on… Give me a break! You are telling me a funny story, I have the license to laugh, come one," he said while trying to hold back his laughter facing his one liner lips friend.

So this is the reason why this dutchbag came over his room without knocking his door. Although, they both do that in their houses but of course, they would know if they are inside or there was no one. He had the best night at the event where Zavanna was there, he was slowly getting into the main event of the game of life the world has prepared for him to win.

And now, the night was getting even lighter and funnier with this asshole who just got rejected by a woman after a huge tease.

"Are you done?"

He agajn burst into laughter after Franklin asked him that with that sharp and death glare he was getting from him. Damon cleared his throat and bit his lower lip trying very hard not to make a sound of laughter.

"Well, yeah. I guess so, so what happened? Why the heck the man grabbed your woman away from you? Let me guess, the brother? Or maybe, the boyfriend?" he asked with that teasing smile on his face he couldn't help but to show.

"Much even worst, the man was her freaking husband! Damn it!"

Damon being a traitor of a friend can no longer hold the laughter he was trying to hold so bad for if burst, literally.

"Sh*t! I can't imagine your face when you learned that she was freaking married," he barked.

"It wasn't the first time that I had night with a married woman," Franklin responded that made him seems like choked with his own saliva. He looked at his friend like saying 'what the hell?'. "Come on stop reacting like you didn't know that."

"Of course! I was just thinking that what if, what if the husband killed you here? Sh*t! I could have thousands of dollars!" He said and in a quick, Franklin kicked the shoe of his left under the bed, fortunately for him, he was a warrior that he was able to dodged it, or else, it will surely be hitting his face so much perfection.

"F*ck you! You are the reason why I am here! I need a woman to laid!" Franklin whines but he just grimaced. "Aha! Why don't you just let me go out with Zavanna? She was ---- oh damn it!"

Franklin in just a second stood up and quickly ran away from him raising his hand to stop him when he throw the tiny dagger and was straight to his face that gave Franklin a clean and tiny cut that even bleed.

"Back back here and I am not yet finish skinning you to death! You asshole i***t motherf*cker!" He yelled when Franklin was so quick to save his freaking life and even slammed the door of his room as he went our making sure that he would have his life safe.

"That motherfucker! Was he trying to laid his eyes to Zavanna?"

Damon mumbled under his breath and slammed the pillow he grabbed at the sofa itself. He was literally exhausted being at the place he doesn't usually go watching models ramping all the clothes he couldn't understand it's purpose to be designed like that.

Why can't the women's clothes can just have the one hole for the head, two for the sleeves and of course one for the whole upper body part and in just a plain design? But he was seeing those clothes that has things he doesn't know what it's called on their sleeves like a feather, crystals and whatsoever holes made at each side of the hips. Like yeah, that was sexy but he kind of felt like that requires a lot of time to do the work.

Can't they just go simple and them booom! Bye!

"I am not a model for pete sake and now I experienced attending fashion show for models and even had my face hanged all around the city in the Philippines and that was literally cringing the hell out of me," he uttered and throw again the other pillow to the other side of the sofa.

But he was doing it with purpose and reason so yeah. He'll attend another fashion show in the near future and he will be doing another photoshoot and have his photos hanged near the highway.