The Heist (BOOK 1)

Schemes

"I wanna quit." Wooyoung whined, face down on the couch.

"You're not quitting. We need to go through with our plan." Hyunjin replied, mirroring his best friend on the floor.

"Is it even worth it? I don't wanna work hard anymore. I need a really hot sugar daddy who wants to spoil me until his pockets hurt."

"Marry one of the older executives, make sure you get the inheritance when he dies, and then you're set for life."

"But I don't wanna wait that long." He continued to whine. "I wanna be rich now."

"Maybe we should've been strippers instead. This was a bad idea."

"Do you think we're just stupid?"

"No, I think we're impatient with a piece of shit boss. Otherwise we wouldn't have gotten these jobs."

"No, Mr. Park told me he thinks you're an idiot, but you're easy on the eyes."

"So if I have pretty privilege, what do you have?"

"Luck and a nice ass."

Hyunjin and Wooyoung started working at Park Investments Inc around eleven months ago. They both figured that by a year, they'd be given better positions and a higher pay. But no, they're still treated like dirt.

As much as they hated their boss, they envied him. They wanted to be him. The nice cars, the mansion, constant sex, the vacations, the money. Mr. Park was given the company on a silver platter once his father retired. Which meant the best friends needed to figure out another way to get rich.

Money-hungry. That was the only thing to describe them. Even as kids, they were running a lemonade stand like it was military boot camp. With this common goal, they made a promise to do everything together.

"What'd he say about his lunch?" Hyunjin asked.

"How the hell did you know what to get him? He was impressed."

"Security footage." He winked, still proud of himself for that.

"Hey, Hyunjin?"

"Yeah?"

"Wanna smoke?"

"Finally!"

To them, being stoned meant more great ideas. That's exactly how they came up with the plan to work at a huge investment company and eventually take over. Sure, they realize now it was going to be much harder than they anticipated, but at least it was enough to move into their nice apartment.

"Yup, it's coming to me." Wooyoung lazily smiled with red eyes.

"Hit me." Taking it too literal, he kicked Hyunjin in the leg. "No, you fucking idiot. What's coming to you?"

"An idea."

Hyunjin rolled his eyes, then took another hit from the bong. He knew he absolutely needed it during this conversation.

"Yeah...what is it?"

"I know something you don't know." Wooyoung sang maniacally, then began to laugh.

"Holy shit, will you just tell me already?"

"He has a safe." He whispered.

"Why are we whispering? We're the only ones here."

"Because we need to be sneaky."

"Okay." Hyunjin nodded, whispering back. "Where's the safe?"

"In his office."

"Is it a big one?"

"No, it's little."

"What's inside it?"

"I don't know, but I wanna find out."

"Is there a key?"

"No, it's a dial lock."

"Do you know the combination?"

"Nope, but you can find out."

"How?"

"Because you're a professional with the security cameras, duh."

"No, I'm not."

"You figured out his lunch order today, that's all I need to know."

"That was just logic."

"Was it? Or are you a genius?"

Hyunjin slowly smiled, liking the sound of that. "A genius, huh?" He nodded with satisfaction. "I can do it. But when we get in, what do we do with what's inside?"

"We steal it." Wooyoung shrugged, thinking it was obvious.

"What if we get caught?"

"We won't."

"How?"

Wooyoung held up his keys and shook them with a smile.

"There's only three people with a key to Mr. Park's office. The head janitor, fuckass Mr. Park, and me."

"Oh, this is gonna be too easy. Let's hope something good is in there."

"I have a couple guesses."

"Me too."

"What's yours?"

"A golden cock ring."

"Well, I was thinking cash, but alright."

"What if it's a sex log?"

"What if it's diamonds?"

"A ball gag?"

"Why am I thinking money and you're thinking sex. Get your head out of the gutter."

"Maybe because our boss fucks around more than he works."

Wooyoung suddenly cringed, realizing a dent in their plan. He knew to expect complications sooner or later.

"I only have a key to his office, not the whole building."

"Guess who does?" Hyunjin smiled, immediately setting them back on track.

"Hyunjin, you son of a bitch!" Wooyoung beamed.

"So now what's the full plan?"

"Find footage of him putting the combination in, then try to figure it out. Once you do that, we'll go back that night and crack it open."

"Then we steal what's inside."

"Exactly. Then you can erase the security footage before we leave."

It was Hyunjin's turn to cringe. "Yeah, one little issue with that."

"What?"

"I don't have that kind of access to the security system - I can only watch it."

"Alright, we can figure this out." Wooyoung thought long and hard, trying to find a solution. "I got it."

"Really?"

"The overnight security guard." He batted his eyelashes with an innocent smile. "He's a dream."

"I can guarantee you that he won't want to fuck you."

"Why?" He whined like a brat.

"Because he's probably not gay?"

"Yeah, but everyone's a little gay."

"I'm not."

"I don't wanna get into this conversation with you again, it's painful."

"God forbid." Hyunjin laughed, loving how it was such a crime to be straight in Wooyoung's eyes.

"Even though I don't support your lifestyle, I still try my best to find you a beautiful woman." Wooyoung sighed dramatically. "But it's so hard."

"Because you want me to be gay?"

"Because you're prettier than all of the women I find and it's exhausting."

"What a shame."

"Truly."

Hyunjin and Wooyoung went to bed that night, overly excited for their upcoming plan. It would be risky, but they both felt they could handle the pressure. Now it was time for Park Investments to see just how smart they really are.