11:29 PM, Manhattan NY.

Just as Freya's expectation, they will start the drone's attacks and they already put a barricade at the top and some try to get into the windows. Freya has full control of the penthouse building. They already called the FBI and CIA with the aforementioned.

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At this moment, they are going to invade their hideout which is located to one of the rooms in the hotel with an overview of the penthouse. Freya is sitting on the loveseat facing the glass wall to the outside as her husband is pillowing on her lap and playing on the drone that Zachary gave. The biggest one to target each drone with bombs just outside lingering and searching for an opening. It exploded in the air and since the CIA and FBI clear the area down there, no one will get hurt.

"Are you having fun?" Freya asked him.

"I am." He pouted his lips and she bent down to reach it. She sipped on her wine as she watched the other one explodes, and the drones stopped coming. At this moment, they are already on the run, and as the FBI gathered all of the evidence together with the Phoenix Empire. "I am done playing." He grinned. "Can I go down there?" He smirked at her.

"Of course," She put away her wine and then the tablet. He sat up and caressed her hair softly. "We should go to our room."

"Yay!" He stood and scooped her from the sofa, but her phone started ringing. She answered it through her smartwatch.

"Wren?" Freya asked and Steven continued walking toward their room. "Yes, wrapped it up. Also, your men should be ready. We'll be leaving soon."

"Copy that."

She hung up and then she removed her smartwatch. Steven gently put her to the bed and Freya put her smartwatch over the bedside table. He removed her dress and then her panties off.

Her phone started ringing again and she sighed. She took it and checked the message.

Steven sighed and lay down beside her as she read the message. 

Christian and the gang will be flying back to the Philippines. The girls will be very pleased but she's worried about the upcoming shits.

"Aren't we going to do it?" Steven pouted.

"Babe, I think I'll just use my hand for you. We'll be very busy."

"No!" Steven complained then he wiggles his feet and arms like a child giving tantrums.

Freya moved to the headboard and lean there.

"Okay, between me first and I'll just finish a few emails."

Steven removed his clothes and like a bully submissive husband. He positioned between her legs to please her with his golden mouth and tongue while she tapped on her tablet and get busy.

<><><><> 

Casey went to her room after dinner. Sasha and Quinci are already preparing snacks and the table for their group study.

"You okay, Casey?" Sasha asked.

"Yes,"

"You look pale." Quinci noticed.

"I am fine, Quin." She told and put her bag over the table and then she pulled a chair and sat down.

"You are saying that you are fine, but you aren't," Allison said as she came out from her room and went to the fridge and take out the smoothie. "You had a vision?" She asked.

"Don't start with me, Alli," Casey rolled her eyes. Alli gave the smoothie to her.

"So, what did you saw?" Quinci asked.

"Guys just focus on your study shits. I'll be off." She stood and took her bag and smoothie and went to her room.

She put her bag on the sofa and she took out her sketchbook and put it over her desk. She removed her uniform and then, she filled her bathtub to finally relax after long training.

<><><><> 

20 Hours Later

Christian is finally back with his team in the Philippines and the first thing he did is went to the hotel, take a bath, and rest. Then, he drove to Ellen's Restaurant and buy some pastries for the girls and boys. He passed by his café and Timothy's car is just in the corner. He parked his car and went upstairs to the second floor and knocked on the office.

He opened it and stopped as Emma, their business partner is bending down in front of Timothy. Timothy is reading some documents ignoring her.

"This will be very bad." He mumbled. "Good afternoon, Emma, Timothy."

"You are back!" Timothy stood excitedly and walked around the desk and hugged him. "Thanks for saving me." He mumbled. Christian patted him.

"I'm going to the academy," Christian said as Timothy pulled himself out. "Are you going with me?"

"Yes! I need to see, my love." Timothy grinned. "Emma, I already set up the schedule and I finished few works," Timothy said. "It's Friday and we need to pick up our girls in the academy."

"O-okay."

Timothy gathered his papers and put them to his briefcase. Emma left first and Timothy exhaled and shook his head.

"What's wrong?" Christian asked.

"That woman has been bothering me and if she kept doing that—everything will be a wreck," Timothy said.

"Why? You get a hard-on to the chick?"

Timothy rose his brows staring at him like he's a fool.

"No. If Zendaya sees that, she might've killed Emma and of course, as a bullied boyfriend. I'll help her bury the corpse to someone's backyard."

"Yeah," Christian nodded. "I will surely do the same."

"Let's go buy them bubble tea." He took out his wallet and then texted the chat group for whatever milk-tea or bubble tea they like.

Soon, there are replies as they went to their car. Noah is outside the café with his four-by-four truck. Then, they went to the bubble tea café that Veronica Lawson owns and give them the list of bubble tea that they wanted to the counter. 

<><><><> 

Ilya and Jacob already escaped America after the invasion left everything behind. Jacob had self-destruction to every device, so they won't get anything from it. 

Ilya kept cursing and gulped on the bottle of rum. Alcohol runs through his throat to his chest as it burns. 

"Fuck the Phoenix!" Ilya said. 

"I'm sorry, my love," Jacob said. "I failed you, again." 

"No," Ilya reached his face. "You've done enough. They are just ready for that." 

"Did they predict that?" Jacob asked. 

"Probably, or they happened to know what will happen next." 

Jacob took out his tablet and show the face of a girl with Freya and Steven. The girl is looking directly at the camera and smirking as she knew exactly where it was. Jacob scoffed. 

"Fucking, Mondragon," Jacob mumbled. 

"That girl has might do something," Ilya said. "Is she one of those good techs?" 

"I think she is." Ilya nodded. 

"Next time, we'll plan to kill each of those heirs and heiresses," Ilya mumbled and swig the bottle to his mouth. He gulped a rum and then he exhaled as the attendant approached them for the fruits. 

Ilya smirked and looked at the attendant's chest. 

"Come here, darling." The attendant stepped closer. "Kneel." He pointed his front. The attendant knelt, and she waited for his order. He took her hand perfectly manicured and he brings it to his belt. 

The attendant knew well what to do as she opened it and she rubbed his shaft. Jacob smiled as he watched the woman licked Ilya, sucked him, and swallowed him. After she did that, Jacob reached her chin. 

"What's your name darling?" Jacob asked. 

"Maggie, sir." 

"Good lord, Maggie. We'll take you home with us. How about that?" Jacob asked. 

"But sir, is it okay? I will have my shift—" 

"Don't worry about that." Jacob shook his head. "I got you. You please our boss here that he nearly passed out." He smirked. 

She bit her lip and smiled charmingly. 

"It's time for us to get to bed," Jacob said and looked at Ilya who nodded. 

He took out the rum and put it away. The stewardess stood and followed them to the bed in the jet plane. 

<><><><> 

Esme smiled at her friend named Ken as she sang. She is playing the guitar and hanging out with him and with Lovie on the tree near the parking lot waiting for her brother while her bodyguards are just nearby to protect her. 

"Cause it's 12:51, and I thought my feelings were gone

But I'm lying on my bed thinking of you again

And the moon shines so bright

But I gotta dry these tears tonight

'Cause you're moving on and I'm not that strong to hold on

Any longer…. Oh, oh…" 

Her friend Ken is secretly recording it as he played drum on his beatbox. Their friend Lovie is also having that second voice and playing her guitar by plucking it. 

They finished the song and then, she stopped and looked past Ken. She smiled as Laurence is standing there grinning at her. She gave her guitar to Ken and she ran to him. She threw her arms around his waist and he hugged her and kissed her forehead. 

"Sorry, I was a little late." 

"It's fine with me!" Esme pouted at him. Laurence looked at Ken and then to Lovie. 

"Your friends?" 

"Yes." Esme introduced them to Laurence and he nodded. 

"Do you guys want to go out to eat? My treat." Laurence said.