Villain: The Play of Destiny

Thursday, July 13th, 2045

Demiliore Castle, Florence, Italia

The rays of the sun finally peered through the windows of the Lord's Chambers, but just as it had been for the last few days, the curtains blocked them from approaching the young man, who was sleeping in his bed, stark naked, and only covered in white silk sheets.

His even breaths suddenly slowed down, and then he inhaled deeply as his eyes fluttered open, revealing a haunting Amethyst shade that could make anyone lose themselves in their depths.

Keith stared at the familiar ceiling and assessed the state he was in without looking around or down at his body.

He was not in the least bothered by his nakedness, and with the scent that he was all too familiar with covering him and his bed, he knew that Rebecca had been sleeping by his side. Her lingering warmth, and the sound of the shower running inside the bathroom, told him where she was, and then located every individual in the Castle with his sharp senses.

"How long have I been sleeping?" He asked the question in his mind, and soon a voice answered him.

[86 Hours]

"I see." He smiled and then closed his eyes again, not to sleep, but just out of laziness.

The last thing he remembered before falling asleep was the touch of his wife's soft lips pressing on his forehead, and then all the tiredness kicked in and he dozed off.

"Show me my information." He commanded, and soon a panel appeared in his mind.

[Fate Plundering System: Level 2]

Host: Keith Argus Demiliore

Age: 23

Status: True Inheritor of the God of Darkness, Erebus. Heir of the Demiliore Family. Young Master Demiliore. President of the Black Forest Group. Prince of the Phoenix Cell 969. Lt. Colonel is the Netherian Military, Dragon Corps. Member of the Royal Medical Association and Academy.

Cultivation Rank: Martial Warrior (Late-Stage)

Strength: 36

Speed & Reflexes: 40

Constitution: 40

(10 is the Average Limit for Cultivators in the First Martial Realm. 50 is the Maximum Limit.)

Charm: 99 (Can not rise. 100 is the Maximum Limit for every living being.)

Fate: 666 (Black) + 13145 (Rising Trend).

(Fate Points will keep rising with the growth of the Heroines of Destiny whom you have conquered.)

Personal Net-Worth: 99 Billion Nr

Family Net-Worth: 97 Billion Nr

System Wallet: 2145 System Points.

[Skill-Set: Medicine (Grand Master), Alchemy (Expert), Business Mastery (Expert), Vehicle Mastery (Expert), Combat Mastery (Expert), Weapon Mastery (Advanced), Swimming (Master), Chess (Master), Piano (Master), Violin (Master), Cooking (Expert), Diplomacy (Expert), Drawing (Expert), Equestrian (Advanced), Administration (Advanced), Calligraphy (Advanced), Football (Advanced), Programming (Advanced), Singing (Intermediate), Painting (Intermediate).

Note: Only the Skills that have Intermediate and above Levels are listed in the Skill Set.]

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After taking a good look at his information and his Skill-Set, Keith decided on what he planned to do next in the next year before he would have to deal with Yexuan Parker, the Immortal Sovereign who had returned in time with the help of the Stelle of Time and Space, a Forbidden Treasure that he wanted to get his hands on at all costs.

This was one of the Treasures that could never be allowed to stay in anyone else's hands but his, so, sparing Yexuan was out of the question even if it meant that he would have to sacrifice Alana.

Then again, his little songbird was quite valuable too, and he was not a man who liked bearing losses. Besides, he quite liked her.

Only time would really tell what would happen. All he could do was make some plans, but there was never a guarantee that things would go as he wanted them to.

He had already learned his lessons from Kylian Dusk and Mathew Frost, and the latter had proven to be a huge disappointment.

There was no fun in playing around with Mathew as it was, and waiting for his Invincible Halo to wear off was already a drag.

And then there was the fact that his actions had disrupted the Plans of Destiny, where Qin Feng had decided to deal with Azdaar years ahead of the supposed time.

Thankfully, it was all fun and he got his hands on the legacy of the Yellow Emperor and also got the chance to test his limits.

Keith had a foreboding feeling that the Plans of Destiny were going to drastically change after all that he had done.

As he went through everything that happened in the last two years, a name suddenly appeared in his mind, and a date as well.

"System, where is Roy Windson right now and how much time is left until his mother's death?"

Five System Points were deducted as soon as he asked for the information, and then the System answered his questions.

[The Child of Destiny, Roy Windson, is currently in Waterford, in his mother's apartment in the western part of the city. His mother, Fiona Windson, is losing her life and will likely die on the 31st of July as designed in the Plan of Destiny that you read.]

"I see." He thoughtfully went through Roy's Plan of Destiny, and he knew that he was already going to be as boring as Mathew if he decided to eliminate him.

However, his mind now entertained some very different thoughts as this Child of Destiny was unlike the rest he had read about.

A playful smile crept on his face as he formed a plan for Roy Windson.

"Keith!" A girl's excited voice sounded out, and he opened his eyes to watch his blonde wife briskly walk over to him.

"Hey." He smiled, and as Rebecca climbed on top of him and straddled his waist, he could not help but chuckle.

Their eyes met, and they could clearly read the intentions of one another, and they both desired the same thing at the moment.

Without saying anything, his wife started taking off the clothes that she had just put on to get ready for the day, and then she pulled the sheets aside to sit on his nakedness.

She bit her lower lip as she started grinding herself against his hardness. And being overwhelmed by her sensuality, Keith did not hold back and grabbed the back of her head to pull her down into a deep kiss.

They both gasped into each other's mouths when she guided him inside of her, slowly filling herself to the brim, and as soon as his glans kissed the door to her womb, her body shuddered in the pulsating pleasure.

Keith did not urge her to move and kept tasting her mouth. She tasted as delicious and sweet as ever. A taste he loved a lot.

His hands caressed and clawed her sides, and roamed all over her back before eventually descending to her bubble bottom and playfully clawing on it.

She was perfection, and she belonged to him.

As if on cue, Rebecca slowly started swaying her hips, looking right into his eyes as she provided him with the pleasure he sought.

They did not need to say any words as their eyes conveyed all their feelings to each other, and once her insides started gushing out her love juices, she picked up the pace and let her moans echo in the room.

Keith grunted as his wife rode him as if her life depended on it, and her moans drove him crazier.

He patiently waited for her to climb the peak of her pleasure, and when her orgasm jolted through her body, he flipped her over and pressed her under his weight.

"Keith..." She called out to him, begging him for more, but at the same time, to allow her to catch her breath, but his thrusts were relentless and he pounded her insides, hammering her cervix, which ached but heightened her pleasure as well.

Rebecca sensed his urgency when he was about to burst inside of her, and she wrapped her legs and arms around him out of instinct, burying his face in her neck.

She listened to his grunts, nibbled and planted kisses on his neck and shoulders, and at the same time, she tried to suppress her moans and cope with the ecstasy that he was bathing her in.

Her hold on him only tightened when he pressed hard against her cervix, and forcing her to jump off the peak together with him. And it was ethereal as always.

She was addicted to the feel of this mystical warmth that spread inside her womb every time he marked it with his essence, and the pleasure and love that poured out of her heart forced tears to slip out of her eyes.

They stayed locked together as they caught their breaths and soon Rebecca resumed planting kisses on his neck.

"Want more?" She playfully gigged as she sensed his hardness pulse against her walls that gripped and squeezed him.

"Do you?" He nibbled on her neck, which made her moan, and she answered him by thrusting her hips forward, trying to take more of him inside of her which was not possible without breaking into her womb.

"Always, my Love." She seductively whispered.

Her action made him grunt, and then he pulled back before ruthlessly thrusting back inside of her, slamming himself against her cervix, which made her moan in ache and pleasure.

"More..." She devilishly demanded, and he obliged by picking up a rhythm that bathed them both in pleasure that hit them even harder than before. If that was even possible.

Their wild passion continued for the rest of the morning, and they even missed lunch as they were unwilling to let go of each other's bodies.

They kept at it until their stomachs grumbled to complain and asked for attention.

However, despite indulging in her carnal desires for most of the day, Rebecca still wanted more.

"Let's continue in the bathroom." She giddily said, and Keith could only chuckle at her words.

"Yes, Ma'am." He kissed her swollen but perfect lips, and then picked her up and walked into the dressing room.

"Did you take advantage of me when I was asleep?" He playfully asked, and his blonde wife burned in a blush.

"Of course, I did." She honestly answered him, which made him chuckle and then he decided to punish her under the shower, which left her legs weak for the rest of the day.