DOOMED TO BE A VILLAIN

Steaming water rushed into a wide Jacuzzi bathtub from the taps and began to rapidly fill it up.

Davies stepped into the Jacuzzi and let the water run across his muscles, soothing and relaxing his body.

"Hahhhhh…" he let out a huge relieved sigh as he rested his back on the side of the tub.

As the water ran across his body, soothing him and relaxing him in more ways than one, his mind ran back to the events that had occurred inside the gate.

Contrary to what normal people may think, he wasn\'t distressed by finding out that Yorkshire would be attacked in the near future and would probably be overrun due to the surprise attack and may end up destroyed.

Of course, now that he knew he could begin to make plans and work with the right people to find a way to prevent the inevitable attack from destroying the city, but… why should he do such a thankless task?

He wasn\'t some jobless hero that would go around stabbing his nose in everybody\'s business and proclaiming he wanted to save everyone.

Even if he did decide to save the city, there was no gain that he could see that would overwrite the cost that he\'d have to pay to save the city, and if his gain wasn\'t something heaven-defying, then he had no interest in such a tiring task.

Something like the fame that would come if he were to save the city, were things that he could do without.

Now that he had decided, the next option was to leave the city, though this was going to be a fair bit annoying as he had a lot of assets in this city.

He would have to find a way to move them to another place, and though this would take some time, he luckily still had the leisure of time.

He planned to take his time with moving his assets as he still had a fair bit of time before he had to leave and also… he had a leek to harvest in this city before he went anywhere.

With all these thoughts running through his mind, Davies began to formulate a plan along with many fail-safe plans, because he had seen enough in the last few days to know that well-thought-out plans never went smoothly as long as that sonofabitch called "Fate" is involved.

One thought of his stood out among all his other thoughts,

\'If I\'m going to make any foolproof plans, I need to finish "that",\' he thought to himself as he rose from the tub, water dripping off of his body.

He stepped out carefully and dried himself with a towel before putting on a bathrobe and walking out of the bathroom and moving toward his bedroom.

After getting to the room he opened his wardrobe only to meet empty air and hangers. He then remembered that he still hadn\'t had time to go to get himself some clothes ever since he returned.

Luckily, there were about five days worth of clothes in the suitcase he had brought along with him, the only problem was they were all casual, and he was about to head to the company building, but one second later, that thought disappeared.

He owned the place anyway, so no one could tell him what to wear anyway, so he pulled the suitcase out, set it on the bed, pulled open the zipper, and began picking out clothes.

In the end, he settled for a white inner shirt, a baggy multi-colored sweater, baggy cream-colored cargo pants, and white Nike air force 1s.

After wearing the clothes, he wore two silver neck chains, one earring on his left ear, a custom-made watch, put on his glasses and then slid in front of the mirror,

"Mirror mirror on the wall,"

"I ain\'t too tall, ain\'t too short, Damn if I don\'t have it all," he recited with a narcissistic smile as he checked himself out for a few seconds while rubbing his palms together.

After admiring his face and his handsome figure for a few minutes he turned and began to walk out of the room, making his way to the dining room.

He had already reached the dining room, hungry for food when he remembered that Daniel was in no condition to take care of his meals.

"Well damn," he muttered but then looked outside the window and realized that the sun was already out and he could probably find breakfast to eat somewhere on the way to the company, so he quickly looked at his watch to verify the time.

[7:17am] he calculated the time from the long hand and short hand of the watch that gleamed in the morning light due to the beautiful design and precious stones that were inlaid into it.

He picked up the keys of the Ventley and began walking outside to where he had parked the car earlier. He got pulled open the door and got in started the car and began to drive down the driveway.

The automated gates pulled open and he drove through and got on the main road, the car picking up the pace as the engine roared louder when Davies pushed harder on the accelerator.

As soon as he was on the main road he double-tapped a screen on the dashboard and an emotionless voice rang out,

[Good morning Mr. Lake]

[The time is 7:20am, and the weather forecast for today is sunny and cloudy]

[Determining route…]

[Traffic level; low]

[How may I help you?] the inbuilt AI system asked.

"Call Lina," Davies requested keeping his eyes on the road as he drove with one hand on the steering wheel.

"Calling Lina," the mechanical GPS-like voice answered back and began dialing the number of the person named "Lina"

*Ring* *Ring* *Ring*

*Click*

"Hello," immediately after the third ring, a low-sounding and seductive voice that was full of womanly charm rang out from the inbuilt speakers inside the car.

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