DOOMED TO BE A VILLAIN



After a few seconds, Davies had on the shirt and was now picking up his accessories and putting them back on, starting with his glasses this time.

The beautifully designed purplish-blue shirt he had on would look odd on any other person but with Davies, it instead just went along with his other pieces of clothing and even accentuated his other clothes a bit.

The women in the stall were hoping that he would find a pair of trousers that caught his eye, maybe he would change his trousers out in the open as well, as after seeing his gorgeous upper body, they were now even more interested in the weight he was packing in his lower body.

Unfortunately for the women present in the store, Davies was not enough of an exhibitionist for him to go that far, and he had not managed to find a pair of trousers that caught his eye, so the women's dream was destined to be unfulfilled today.

During the time that Davies was dressing up, Daniel and the Men in Black had carted everything that Davies had pointed at and were now having it checked on the counter by the cashier, Tisha was also no longer nearby and had gone to pester Daniella who was also at the counter.

Opportunity comes but once, so Davies walked over to another hanger of clothes and gave it a scrutinizing look while checking the tags and all, all the while expecting the phat-ass saleswoman to come and give him a sales pitch on that particular article of clothing.

Just as he had expected, the moment the saleswoman saw him looking like he was interested in the article of clothing, she quickly made her way over to him. She may have been feeling a little disgruntled about not having the kind of money that Davies had, but that didn't mean she wouldn't treat him well as a customer, after all, customers like Davies who almost buy out half of the whole shop were a dime a dozen and it was best to treat someone like him well… also, she was more than a little attracted to Davies's appearance, and his money, so she wouldn't say no to trying to become closer to him, maybe even have a fling with him…

"This shirt is made from a hundred percent cotton and guarantees top-notch comfort and the design is very pleasing to the eye…" She began her sales pitch, but Davies had already tuned out whatever the hell she was saying, after all, he was trying to get into a relationship with her where the clothes come off and not where they came on.

"I… didn't pick up even half of what you're saying," Davies said coolly as soon as she stopped speaking, causing the professional smile on her face to twitch uncontrollably as Davies didn't even try to sugarcoat his words.

"But, tell you what… Can I get your number for whenever I come around,"

"I'd love to hear your explanations another day, maybe even at another place," Davies continued smoothly and got her contact details typed into his phone in a few seconds.

A few minutes later, Davies and his group walked out of the first store and entered another. Davies continued his shopping and just kept on picking different types of clothing, shoes, watches, and other dressing accessories, he even ended up buying a couple of things for Tisha as well. 

The Men in Black had to make a couple of trips to their vans to drop some of the things Davies had bought as they couldn't carry it all at once. At the rate that Davies was shopping, one would think he had been infected with the shopping sickness that plagued all women, but Davies was just the type of person that would rather buy everything he'd need for the next five years at once than have to make frequent visits to buy more things.

After about two hours, they were back in the parking lot, where Davies and Tisha were to part ways with Daniella and the Men in Black. 

Daniella's group had to go and deliver Davies's things to his mansion, while Daniella herself would have to deliver Tisha's stuff at her own place as Davies still had plans for the night and he wanted Tisha to still be with him for now.

So they parted ways with Daniella's group leaving first, Davies watched as the taillights of the Ventley Conraverse rounded a corner and disappeared out of sight.

"Where are we going?" Tisha finally asked as Davies started the Cesla. She was a bit confused about why he had called Daniel over to change cars and wanted to know where Davies would be taking her.

"Have you ever tried racing," Davies looked at her, the corner of his lips rising slowly.

"... I can't drive," Tisha looked away embarrassingly.

"For today, you don't need to, just sit pretty and watch me in action…" Davies says as he stepped on the accelerator and started driving out of the parking lot, his speed slowly increasing with every revolution of the tire.

'...As I wallop a protagonist that deserves a heavy walloping,' he thought inwardly as he increased the speed of the car and turned sharply as he drove out of the parking lot, taking the car into a drift as he drove out of the parking lot of the mall and into the street.

Suddenly, Davies remembered that he did not know, nor had he bothered to find out, where the races would be happening.

'Shit,' Davies thought, almost face-palming, but he made sure to keep his hands on the steering wheel. Getting into an automobile accident over something like that wasn't worth it.

Davies was considering whether to call Daniella to ask if she knew or could help him to find out when a red Cerrari suddenly sped past him. He quickly followed after the car as he knew that it was highly likely that someone driving a sports car like that with that kind of ferocity at this time of day was probably going to a racing spot.

What's the worst to happen from following the red Cerrari anyway? 

At most he'd end up at the wrong place, so he threw away his reservations and sped after the car. Whoever was driving the car seemed to have noticed him following and had taken it as a challenge of sorts, so the driver sped up even more, trying to leave him in the dust.

Was he being challenged right now? Davies wondered with a chuckle. 

He may not be the god of driving skills, but there was no way he would lose to just any racer, otherwise, he wouldn't even have the confidence to go up against someone like Lee Jung, who had the support of a system that could plant god-like skills in his head.

With this thought Davies increased his speed and made sure to keep up with the red Cerrari, after all, even though he could easily overtake the red Cerrari and leave it in the dust behind him, there was no point in doing so, as he was trying to follow it to the racing location since he did not know the way and overtaking the red Cerrari would truncate that goal.

A red Cerrari and a black Cesla wove their way through the low night traffic at high speed, drifting around corners and leaving a lot of drivers behind with their hearts almost jumping out of their chests, but throughout the whole journey, not once did the black Cesla take the lead and it kept in a range of between two to seven meters away from the red Cerrari.

Davies had to drive for almost an hour behind the red Cerrari before they arrived at an area with very little population and met many other sports cars along the way. At this point, Davies was able to confirm that he had made the right decision to follow the red Cerrari.

After a few more minutes they reached a huge space where over a hundred cars were parked. Loud music was blaring from speakers and the lights were flashing along to the beats. 

Pretty girls of various shapes and sizes were walking around, displaying their delectable bodies.

'My kinda place,' Davies thought with slight glee as his eyes swept across all the various eye candies as he drove slowly into the crowd of cars looking for somewhere to park his car and wait for his lab rat to arrive so he could begin his experimentation while making sure to humiliate him in the process.

Davies found a space big enough to accommodate three cars and he quickly drove his car into the space, leaving enough space to drive out as he would have to race Lee Jung later on.

The red Cerrari that he had been following for most of the way but had overtaken when he had confirmed the destination, pulled up beside him and parked into some of the remaining space beside the car, causing Davies to look over with interest as whoever was driving the car was not a bad driver, but the car had dark tinted windscreens and coupled with the fact that it was dark outside, Davies couldn't see who was in the car.