Road To Revenge: Obtaining a villain system

The clock hanged up in the hallway read 02:47PM, meaning it was almost time for Niccolo to head home. He stood outside the large company building, beads of sweat dripping down his face.

His cleaning overall jumpsuit was tied around his waist, leaving just the white t shirt he wore underneath, and even that was soaked with sweat, exposing the hardness of his chest and abs. Niccolo never had the time or money to register at any gym to work out, but the years of physical labor he had endured had given him a body that women wanted and men were envious of.

His medium length hair was tucked away under a bandana, to keep it from bothering him while he worked.

He raised a hand to his face, fruitlessly trying to protect it from the harsh rays of the afternoon sun. "Boy it's hot today."

He had just finished mopping the long hallway and was presently waiting for his boss to leave, so he would clean his office and be done for the day.

Niccolo Morandi was one of the janitors at Phoenix Corp, a well known advertising company through out the city of West View, and while most people looked down on him because of it, he never allowed it to weigh him down.

"Niccolo!" Someone called out from behind him. "The boss is done and he wants you to clean his office."

"Of course, I'll get right on it sir." He headed back into the building and headed straight for the stairs. His boss had made it very clear that he should never use the elevators when people were around so the stairs were the only option for him.

Skipping steps along the way, Niccolo managed to get to the office on time, but as usual, his boss complained about him being late. "Why can't you ever get here on time?! Huh? Why the hell do I have to be waiting for you?!"

"I'm deeply sorry sir." He bowed his head, silently taking all the insults his boss threw at him.

It didn't matter though. For he was too happy to be bothered that day.

Niccolo felt like there was nothing anyone could say or do to him to ruin his mood.

After his boss finally left, Niccolo's hand went into his pocket and he took out the little ring he had gotten earlier. It took all his life's savings but it was worth it, because he finally managed to get his wife a diamond ring.

It was their third year anniversary and he was happy he was finally able to get her something nice.

He tucked the ring gently in his pocket and quickly went to work. The joy of getting to see his wife made him work double time and in speed record time, he was done.

As he approached his matrimonial home, Niccolo could hear loud music coming from inside and he smiled. His wife must have thrown a party to celebrate their anniversary.

As he opened the door, a bright light shone at his face, momentarily blinding him. Before he had the chance to comprehend was going on, a blindfold was put on him from behind.

"Kimberly, what's going on?" He asked with a smile.

"Today is a very special day, so tell me…what amazing gift did you get for your wife?" A female voice questioned from behind him.

Niccolo could immediately recognize that it wasn't his wife who spoke, but her friend, Lyla.

Lyla and Kimberly had been the best of friends for a long time, and Niccolo knew she didn't like him. But he guessed his wife had asked her to behave since it was their anniversary party.

Deciding to play along with their game, he answered. "I got her a ring."

When he said that, he felt a hand reach into his pocket and fished out the ring, placing it on his palm.

"Put the ring on your wife." The voice ordered playfully.

Niccolo reached forward, and a feminine hand touched his. Smiling softly, he put the ring on her finger. "Happy anniversary Kim."

"Awwn okay, now what comes next is the kiss." Lyla said.

Right after she said that, Niccolo felt something round and soft pressed on his face and laughter erupted in the living room. Tasting the little that got in his mouth, he realized that it was cake.

He removed the blindfold and saw that Layla and two other ladies he wasn't familiar with were laughing at him, but his wife was nowhere to be seen.

Lyla took off the ring and threw it at Niccolo, apparently he had worn it on her finger and not his wife.

"Your stupid gift is so small and worthless that Kim wouldn't even be bothered to glance at it." She said, a mocking smile on her face.

"Look at what you've done Lyla, now his face and clothes are stained with cake. That's mean." One of the ladies said with feign concern for Niccolo.

"Oh that's not a problem for him. Don't you know? The loser is a janitor, so he shouldn't have a problem with dirt. In fact, he should be used to it by now." Lyla said, laughing at Niccolo.

He didn't understand what was happening, but he knew he didn't like it. Where was Kimberly? Was she aware of the mocking prank her friends pulled on him? Surely not, because he knew she would have never allowed it.

"Where is Kim?" He demanded.

"In the bedroom."

Lyla had a mischievous smile when she answered, and Niccolo wondered why but he went in anyway.

"Oh yes, ooh I love that, keep doing that."

"Oh fuck yes. Harder!"

Niccolo's heart almost dropped to his feet as he heard the voice of a man and woman coming from the bedroom.