Cyra left earlier from the party with Freya and Steven. They drive back to her parent's house and waited for her until she got the thing from the volt with a small briefcase on it. She patted General and took her suit and bag, passport, suit, and money. Then, she went back to the car and they left directly to the airport.

Her first mission is to check the body of the injured. It will take them a few hours before they get there so she relaxed first and eat the cake that her mother sneaked out for her. Freya is also eating the cake while thinking.

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"You shouldn't eat while you are stressing yourself," Steven told her. "The acid will stir up in your stomach."

Cyra rose her brows. His Uncle is correct. So, when eating, you shouldn't think a lot. You should focus on your food. But with the current condition, her Aunt Freya wouldn���t stop thinking about the problem until she found a solution for it.

"Are you okay there, Cy?" Steven asked.

"Yes, don't mind me, Uncle," Cyra said and finished her cake and she sipped on her apple juice and took out the chemistry. She should focus on her project than other things.

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Andromeda left the bathroom wearing her sexy negligee and she approached the bed to her husband who is busy reading some book. She crawled over the bed and then straddle on him.

"What's the mission that you gave to Cyra?" He put away his book to give him attention and he caressed her hair.

"Well," She caressed his chest. "Freya might encounter some shits out there." She kissed his lips. "Let's not worry about that."

"Damn, Andy," He sat up and caressed her face. "You are something, my love. From the very start." He kissed her forehead. "But I think you need to drink water first." He smirked at her.

She sighed and rolled beside him and smacked his chest.

"Go get me water." She demanded.

Like a submissive husband, he kissed her cheek and went to the fridge to get her water. He took two bottles and put them on the side table. He reached her ankle and pulled it up to his lips. Then, he gave one bottle to her. She opened the cap and sat up then she swigged it to her mouth and drank a little amount. She put it away and lay down to her back. Zachary lay beside her and hold her hand.

"Love," He turned to her sideways. "Do you think our daughter will be alright in Manhattan?" He asked.

"Yes," She assured him. "Cyra could do it. Besides, it'll be part of her experiments."

"Love." He called again.

"Hmm?"

"I think I'll go to Manhattan and check our baby daughter."

"Don't worry. I got it." She caressed his face. "Freya and Steven and the Phoenix agents are with her. Besides, there will be the time that we need to let our girls go. It's okay if they live with us for long but they would probably choose to be independent."

"You are right. But they always are my little girls." He kissed her forehead.

"Yes. But I am your wife, here. Your kids will leave you but not me."

Zachary laughed.

"You aren't going to leave me." He caressed her hair.

"I am not leaving you." Andy kissed his chest.

"Still, I am worried about my daughter." He told. She laughed and kissed his lips.

"Tsk. Okay, I'm going to ride you tonight."

Zachary got excited and he adjusted himself and positioned by laying flat down and let her do whatever she needed to do.

*****

Noah watched as the love of his life make that sexy sound as he made love to her. They reached their happiness and he checked the condom and dispose of it. She smiled at him and he reached her hand and kissed it.

"Tomorrow we need to leave again. End of vacation." She mumbled.

"Don't worry, I'll call you all every day." He kissed her forehead.

"Uh, Noah."

"Yes?" He mumbled and kept kissing her neck.

"Let's get married."

Noah stopped and lifted his head looking down at her.

"Darling, should I put my mouth between your legs, so you'll stop talking nonsense."

"Then, let's get engaged." She giggled.

Noah goes down between her legs and listened to her doing that crazy sound.

"Tell me that you are joking and I'm going to make you come."

"I'm joking." She giggled. He goes back to his business and finished it. Bea sighed.

"But, Noah, you said that you'll take responsibility for me.��� She pouted at him.

"Baby, graduate first in Empire Academy."

"And if I graduate?"

"I'll make love to you anytime you wanted."

She thought about it.

"After I graduate from Empire Academy, I'll be checking out for engineering schools and architecture…"

"Pursue your career. I'll do my job as an agent and make money so I could marry you."

She pouted at him.

"Do you mean that?"

"I mean it." He kissed her lips. "Let's sleep. We need a lot of work to do."

Bea couldn't help but be playful as she reached him down there.

*****

Ilya watched from his hotel suite the bar that has been exploded with a cordon around it so no one would step in. He enjoyed it so much as the drone entered the bar and boom! It makes a great commotion. Lots of injured three deaths.

It's three in the morning and he still loved watching as the Phoenix Empire Agents came in to investigate. He caressed Jacob's head and pushed his deeper to his cock.

He wanted to just see them like that while he's pleasing himself. Besides, Jacque De la Fontaine is in the other room who also saw the explosion. He is laughing hard as him. From now on, the Eagle Empire will rise in his hands. He will not get fool by anyone.

He groaned as he came into the mouth of Jacob and Jacob smiled up at him. He smiled down at him and wiped Jacob wipe his mouth. Jacob stood and looked at where Ilya is looking.

"It's a work of art," Jacob said.

"You did well, my love." Ilya hugged him from behind and kissed his shoulders.

Then, he reached him down there and stroke it as Jacob moaned and they watched the city lights, cars pass, people pass on the corner, and mostly the people who continue investigating in the area that has been exploded. But it wasn't a big explosion at all. It's enough to kill people close to it and bust the whole three-story bar.

"You made that art, my love," Ilya told him and Jacob gasped he came shortly and mess on the window.

"Next, we will bomb another. Maybe, Freya's penthouse building." He kissed his cheeks.

Jacob faced Ilya and they kissed passionately.

*****

They landed in Manhattan at two-thirty. The first thing they did is to visit the site. They are wearing suits under their casual clothes and wearing caps. EPUA people are hiding on few buildings as snipers to protect them.

Casey turned to the other building 500 meters away just across the road. She zoomed her eyeglasses and to scan the windows and she found them on the 24th floor close to the window.

"So?" Steven asked.

"They are fucking while watching the mess they made," Casey told.

Steven covered his mouth and snickered.

"We should go," Freya said.

They entered the car and went to Freya's penthouse that is close to the bar. They knew well that the next target will be the penthouse building, where lots of rich people are living and a few of her agents. When they arrived, Wren, Freya's right hand stood with other men.

"Wren," Freya hugged him, and Wren hugged her back. Freya pushed him gently. "They will target this next. They are in the hotel just across the bar." She looked at a few agents. "We will take security measures for the people living here. We won't evacuate, I want everyone to detect every drone. It's their main shit. Check every possible opening from the above."

"Yes, Ma'am." They all said at the same time.

The agents left the house and Wren stayed.

"Thank you, Wren." She told.

"Well, there are no agents that died," Wren said. "We just released it for our enemy to show them that they are correct. But some of our agents are very critical."

"Let's visit them," Freya said.

"Visit them tomorrow," Steven said. "You need to sleep and relax for a bit."

"Yes, Aunt Freya. If you didn't, your body will break down and you might not be able to stand to make them pay." Cyra told. "I need at least four to five hours of sleep to regain myself." She sighed. "Where's my room?"

Wren is somehow a little shocked by Cyra Mondragon-Pattinson's attitude. Freya smiled.

"Wren? Please show her to her room." Freya told.

Wren nodded.

"Let's go, Lady, Cyra." He took her luggage and extend his hand to the silver briefcase that she's holding.

"I'll be holding this."