Two Faced Lover - Episode 31

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**** JULIAN'S POV

"Damn you! Answer me!"

Another shout.. I sigh, stepping into the small apartment with Skylar in my arms and drop her gently on the bed.

I had bought this apartment which was situated out of town for emergency purposes.

I knew it would come in handy someday.

When you have an idiot such as Cameron for a friend who solves everything with his fists, you got to find a place where you can run to for safety. I never really used it until today and I'm glad I bought this place.

"I asked you a question . F*cking answer me!"

Cameron bellows from behind me. I sigh.

He's been shouting at me, yelling and screaming cuss words at me ever since I sedated Skylar and forced him out of the penthouse.

"What did you do to my girl? What did you inject her with? Damnit I'll f*cking kill you. Forget you're my best friend!"

Wow, he calls Skylar his girl now?.. Has it gotten that deep so soon? I don't think he realises he just called her his. "Okay Cam you need calm...f*ck!"

My head snaps to the side with the force with which Cameron hit me.

He f*cking punched me!.

I rub my cheeks, feeling the blood trickling down my lips.

Wow, I'm bleeding already from just one punch? I think I finally understand why Cameron has so many enemies.

He throws a really hard punch, damn.

"For the last time Julian what did you do? And where is Sean? Do not make me hit you again because I'm f*cking pissed!"

He seethes, eyes red with rage.

"It's just a sedative Cameron. I didn't do anything to her

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. She's just asleep" 

I explain.

"And the boy? Where's he?"

"He's at school. I already dropped him off. He's safe"

"And the blood? How do you explain the blood on your shirt hmm? How!"

"Calm down geez Cameron. On my way back I encountered some thugs. I just had to beat up a few"

I shrug, taking off my shirt and wiping my face with it.

He sighs, shifting his attention to Skylar who was still asleep.

I don't miss the look of longing and adoration in his eyes as he stares at her. Okay that's new. Interesting.

"There was no need to force me out of my own home Julian. Whoever they were, I could have handled them"

he suddenly snaps and I groan out of frustration..

"Sure. I'm aware of your capabilities and I know you could have handled them easily. But what about Skylar? Would you have risked them seeing her? How would you even hide her when she's wounded? How will you protect her when you'd obviously be fighting off those damn thugs? Answer me. The moment they set eyes on Skylar, they'd easily use her as a bait. A leverage to get to you. There was no way we could have fought them off in the penthouse too with heavy security downstairs. This isn't Ghana dude, and the police would have appeared with the slightest commotion heard. You should be thanking me instead of frying my ass!"

"You're right I'm sorry.. I was just worried"

he sighs.. Yeah worried about your girl.

"What did you do Cameron? Why were those thugs searching for you?"

He remains quiet at my question. Great, he has definitely done something. I suddenly recall that he went out last night. Just before I was done preparing dinner, he stepped out.

"Last night you asked me to bring Skylar dinner when you should have been the one to give it to her instead. Where did you go Cameron? And do not lie to me. You went to cause trouble didn't you?"

I narrow my eyes at him. He never listens.

"I just went to settle some scores"

he shrugs like it's not important.

"With who? The sharks?"

"Yea the sharks or antelope. Whatever it is they are called. Did you really think I'd let them go scot free? Have you forgotten they tried to get me killed during the race when they tampered with my car brakes? I haven't forgotten Julian. And perhaps they won't ever forget after what I did to them".

"What did you do?"

This friend of mine can never put his fists in his pockets. Always going about punching people.

"Let's just say I gave the one who masterminded the entire plan a good beating. Heard he's in the hospital. He's probably got a few broken bones"

I shake my head at his reply.

"And don't you dare tell me that f*cker didn't deserve it because he damn well did. He tried to kill me" he points an accusing finger at me and I lift my hands in surrender, fighting the smile creeping up my face.

"Oh they deserved it"

I say

"F*ck yes they did!"

Cameron snaps and I laugh. He'll never change. Now I guess those thugs are gonna be hot on our tail henceforth.

****

"Looking for someone?"

He appears behind the men who stood near a beaten up truck, deep scowls etched on each of their faces...

"He's not here"

the man continues, ignoring the fact that the men were throwing death glares at him. He fought the urge to roll his eyes.

"F*ck off old man" 

a tall, bulky man who had a red scarf tied around his head grounded out.

Park stares at him, eyeing him from head to toe.. He seemed to be the leader of the gang.

"The person you're looking for is no where near around"

Park continues nevertheless, gesturing around the quiet estate where Cameron lived.

"How do you know who we are looking for? And who the f*ck are you anyway?"

The man with the red scarf bellows again.

Park only chuckles.

He'd been bored.

Bored of listening in on Skylar's conversation with Cameron kinight and his friend every single day.

Their conversation were always so boring.

Either that guy named Julian was always heard playing with Skylar's stupid son or Cameron was acting all lovey dovey with his spy.

Sure he was happy enough to know that his spy had managed to infiltrate their home so easily.

She was doing a great job.

He could almost feel how fast Mr Knight was falling for his spy.

With the way he sometimes begged to kiss her, offered her breakfast like he was her personal chef and how he always called her princess.

He scoffs.

So pathetic.

Their romantic conversation had gotten him so riled up, he had stopped listening to them through the listening device he had installed in the penthouse with the help of the tracker he put on Skylar's phone which he used to track down their location.

But today, he wanted to know what his spy was up to so he resumed listening and by miracle, he heard the commotion.

He heard how that Julian of a guy was warning Mr Knight about some monsters he had gotten himself involved with and how they needed to leave as quickly as possible.

To say he was overjoyed was an understatement.

Finally, he felt like he wasn't the only enemy Cameron had so he had to come down here himself.

After all, an enemy's enemy is a friend right? And upon arrival, he spots six to seven men standing by some ugly truck.

Park took his time to eye each of them carefully.

Judging by their dressing, they looked like these typical homeless thugs who lived in slums and dirty neighbourhood, without proper education and would do anything to get little money in their pocket.

The kind of guys who split themselves into groups, carried weapons around and gave themselves ridiculous nicknames.

They were like dogs that bark all day but didn't know how to bite yet when they were angered, they were capable of putting a bullet through someone's skull. And it seemed like dear Mr Knight had stepped on their toes.

He laughs.

"Cameron Knight. He's the one you are here for isn't it?"

The leader of the gang steps forward, eyes narrowed, scrutinizing the nosy old man who couldn't get the damn memo and get the hell out.

"Yeah so? What if we are looking for that bastard? What ya gon' do huh?"

He spoke in a slurred American accent.

"You gon' fight us? Or report us? What ya gon do huh?!"

"Jeez calm down boy. Trust me, you don't wanna know what I can do. It'll be in your best interest if you don't get on my nerves because you won't like it. I'm only here for a peace talk and I'd hate to return home with nothing but your blood filling my cup as wine and your fingers on a plate as my lunch. It'll taste so good accompanied with salad don't you think?"

Park smiles menacingly, voice too sweet to be considered good.

Eyes dark with threat.

The young men stare each other, communicating silently with themselves until the leader of the gang speaks up.

"Whatcha want ol' man?"

"First of all, do not call me old man. You call me Park. Park. Got it?"

The young man nods, fighting the urge to roll his eyes.

"Good. Your name?"

He eyes Park for a while before answering.

"Pete"

"Great Pete. I have a proposal for you but before anything, I'd like to know what relationship you have with Cameron Knight?"

Pete's jaw ticked with anger at the mention of Cameron.

"That motherf*cker! I'm gonna slay him and send his chopped body to his mama! He messed with one of our own and when you mess with one of us, you mess with all of us!" He roars, the men behind him nodding their heads in approval. "Tsk tsk tsk. Mr Knight can't keep himself out of trouble can he? He loves making enemies" Park grins. "Look ol' man we got some scores to settle so ya better get on it if ya have anything better to say"

"He's my enemy too you know and a little Birdie told me you men were on your way to teach him a lesson but let me tell you something Pete. Anger gets you no where. I'm never angry you know why? I channel my anger into something more useful. Revenge is much more sweeter when you take your time to plan. You hit when your victim is off guard. What did you think you were going to achieve by running into this estate holding guns and weapons to search for Mr Knight? Incase you've forgotten this place isn't like the slums where anyone comes and goes. This estate is for the rich. It's heavily guarded with armed men who'll make sure to check you thoroughly before allowing you entry. And when they find these weapons on you, Pfftt! straight to jail. I like you. You guys are rough around the edges, determined to do anything. You got the manpower and I? I've got the supplies. I've got the money, the connection, the weapons. Name it. We have one enemy in common. Cameron Knight is my enemy too. And an enemy's enemy is a friend right? Why don't we join forces to destroy one man? You give me your loyalty, I give you the money and every other luxury you could ever dream of.." 

Park pauses and snaps his fingers.

A bulky man steps out of the Ferrari he drove and walks towards him with a briefcase.

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. The thugs eyes bulge at the Ferrari.

They hadn't noticed it earlier.

They hadn't noticed the pure diamonds necklace adorning Park's neck.

Their eyes even bulge further when Park opens the briefcase to reveal several crisp bundle notes of dollars.

Park could see the greed in their eyes. He could see the big dollar sign blinking in their eyes.

He smirks.

These were just men after all.

Thugs who lived in slums and did several illegal things to survive. They looked like fraud boys no doubt.

The dirty kind of fraud boys of course. He was sure they hadn't seen such money their entire lives.

"You see this money? It shall all be yours once you agree to join hands with me. So what do you say. Do we have a deal gentlemen?"

They eye the briefcase full of money for a while, deliberating silently between themselves until Pete spoke up again.

"If we say yes, keep it in mind that never will ya intefere in our business. We do so many things to survive in our part of the world and that won't stop just 'cause we made a deal with ya. We give ya our loyalty, ya give us the money. We don't interfere in your business, you don't interfere in ours. We only come together when it concerns Cameron f*cking Knight. Take it or leave it"

he crosses his arms over his chest, the rest behind him nodding in approval.

"I take it"

Park answers holding out the briefcase to them.

"Do we have a deal gentlemen?"

They all grin.

"Deal"