Chapter 34. What the fuck is going on?

"Nik, that idiot!" Damien grabbed the chair in front of him and kicked it to the side. He punched the table, breathing heavily. "Dude, calm down," Robbie winced. "Don't tell me to calm down," Damien barked. "Mudak..." he murmured under his breath. "Why are you so angry?" Robbie asked, then immediately regretted as Damien looked at him like he was about to chop his head off. "My arsehole of a brother made a goddamn mess, and now I'm gonna have to clean it up. Fucking whorehouse, are you kidding me?" Damien snarled. "They are not whores, more like Geishas, remember?" Robbie joked. "Fuck you, asshole," Damien hissed. "I'm kidding! What are you gonna do?" Robbie asked, turning serious. "We are gonna go meet the Persians and try to straighten things out. Run the business my way," Damien declared. Damien found out who the boss was and arranged a meeting with him alongside Robbie. His name is Armin Hosseini, who seemed to be eager to meet Damien already. Damien did a quick background check on