DOOMED TO BE A VILLAIN



As Fiona walked almost alongside the attendant, the attendant who had suddenly realized that she had no way to address the companions of Miss Lecroy, asked Fiona,

"Miss Lecroy, how do I address this young gentleman?"  she asked, referring to Davies as he was the only one who had spoken.

"Davies Lake," Fiona answered half-mindedly, her mind still having errant thoughts running through it.

Because of the errant thoughts occupying her head, she had not remembered to give any thought to how her answer would cause an explosive reaction from whoever heard it.

Immediately after her words flew out of her mouth and fell onto the ears of the attendant, a loud gasp could be heard from her, and that immediately brought clarity to Fiona's mind about what she had just done.

Fiona had never really bothered to ask, but she had noticed that Davies wasn't interested in flaunting his name and identity around, and liked to stay considerably low-key, only revealing his identity when absolutely required of him, but she had in her state of thoughtlessness, inadvertently revealed Davies's identity without asking for his permission.

She could feel a glare from behind her but didn't dare to look behind her, afraid to face Davies who would probably be annoyed at her thoughtless actions, but Davies's glare from behind her had nothing to do with annoyance.

To be more correct, it wasn't even a glare, Davies was enjoying the scenery of her shapely ass as she walked ahead of him and wasn't even paying attention to what she had said to the attendant. 

Even if he knew what she had done, he wouldn't even be the slightest bit annoyed as he would have revealed his identity anyway, as doing so usually resulted in quicker and better treatment in places like these, and that was exactly what he was looking to get right now, he didn't want to waste too much time in this place after all.

As Davies walked behind Fiona while admiring the scenery, he had to admit that, fate may be a bitch, but it knew how to pick the best babes for the protagonist. As he stared at her shapely ass that gyrated along with her movements, he discovered that he may have unlocked a new fetish, finding every single woman that fate had in plans for the protagonist and then sleeping with them.

He said sleeping with them because he had no plans to go out of his way in bid to keep a huge harem and would not go out of his way to make them his women, but at the same time, he was not one to share women with anyone else, so if he ever got tired of any of the women and she had any plans to move on... well, let's just say she will be moving on, to the next life, that is.

Daniella who could see many thoughts and expressions appearing and disappearing in Davies's eyes, wondered what weird thoughts her master was thinking at the moment.

The attendant who had just been shocked out of her mind at the fact that she was currently attending to the rumored "Once in a century genius of the human race," slightly peeked at Davies who was walking behind her and Fiona only to see him looking walking with an apathetic look on his face. 

Suddenly his pupils shifted and fell directly on her peeping eyes as she peeped at him discreetly. She quickly turned back to the front, not wanting to be seen as rude, but even after she turned, she still felt as if he was staring at her, and he was.

Davies who had not heard what Fiona had said to the attendant, was wondering why the attendant was peeping at him so discreetly for with such a fiery look of respect and admiration in her eyes. 

He was more used to having looks of hunger, seduction, and suggestion from the opposite sex and even a few from the questionable members of his own sex, not looks of admiration and fervor, but in the end, he attributed it to character perk of the attendant, and simply turned his attention back to admiring the well-shaped beauties of nature that seemed to call to him with every step Fiona took.

On their way to the top floor where the most beautiful, rare-grade power stones were kept; the initial attendant had disappeared after calling one of her fellow co-workers to take on the duty to escort Davies's group to the rare-grade power stones.

Davies wondered why she had handed over her job to another co-worker but didn't think much about it as he simply didn't care. Fiona had an idea as to why the attendant had disappeared and handed over her job to someone else but didn't mention it as she still didn't know if Davies was angry or not, but she still felt his gaze almost burning fervently on her back.

Soon, they entered an elevator and the attendant inputted the button to take them to the top floor, where the most expensive rare-grade power stones were displayed for buyers to admire and buy.

They quickly reached the top floor thanks to the elevator and as soon as they stepped onto the floor, even Davies had to take his eyes off of Fiona's ass. 

The rare-grade power stones were beautifully arranged inside well-placed glass cases that did nothing to hamper their beauty but rather made them shine even brighter even though their most important task was to protect the rare-grade power stones from shifty hands of people who couldn't keep their fingers to themselves.

They glimmered and glittered in all types of shapes and colors that enamored everyone in the room.

'Fate might be a bitch, but nature is beautiful,' Davies didn't have any words he could use to describe the beauty of the beautiful power stones. Looking at the beauty of the power stones made him understand what made women go crazy for jewelry and why men didn't mind wearing them.

'Enough of that,' he quickly shook himself awake after realizing that he had almost lost his consciousness to the beauty radiating from the power stones. He quickly refocused his mind on what he was here for, he had no time to waste getting lost in thoughts over a few beautiful objects.

He would have declared that such a thing was for pussies, if he didn't do it himself whenever he needed to relax his mind and focus on something that has entirely nothing to do with his chaotic life.

As his eyes swept across the floor, he saw different types of beautiful power stones, all kept safely in their transparent glass casings. The glass casings looked so thin and brittle that it felt like they would break if one breathed too hard on them, but Davies knew that they were of mana-reinforced glass and would not be broken unless someone of at least the third stage of power attacked it seriously, but even then he probably wouldn't manage to get far as the building had enough security to snuff out such a threat to their belongings.

Davies quickly shook his head again, removing thoughts that belonged to someone looking to steal from his head, he didn't need such thoughts when he could simply take over the whole business legally if he wanted to.

He walked past Fiona and who was still stunned at the accumulation of the beauty of the power stones and began to walk in between the rows on the floor, his eyes sweeping across every rare-grade power stone that the place had to offer, but even after looking around for a few minutes, he still had yet to see one that caught his eye, specifically.

Though they were all beautiful, and Davies had already decided to just pick one that he would hand over to Fiona for her father's birthday celebration, he felt like he wanted one as well… but if he was going to get one for himself, he would very much prefer for it to be out of the ordinary, as while Davies appreciated the beauty, he was also weirdly possessive towards things he wanted and wanted no one to have any of the same kind.

When he had bought Sierra, his Lykan supercar, he had bought all the other Lykan Supercars and locked them up in a secret vault, never to be used by anyone else and their only value was to serve as parts for Sierra, should any part of the car need to be changed.

That's how possessive he was. Living through a lot of shit can input a lot of weird habits and mentalities in one, and Davies never tried to change such a habit, as doing so was the same as tampering with his own sanity.

Finally, after a little while, Davies saw a rare-grade power stone that caught his eye. It looked like a gem but had a milky unclear color and glowed heavenly, more importantly after sensing the mana that was coming off it, Davies felt like his mind had just undergone a soothing massage.

Immediately a little smile lit up on his face as he had identified something he wanted, but a second later, the smile that had inadvertently appeared on his face disappeared like it was never there.