"This is what I wanted you to see" said Stephen, his fingers tapping the sleek glass console to bring up a massive, glowing array of complex data charts.

Alexander stepped closer, his eyes scanning the columns of biometric analyses, fluid dynamics, and neurological mapping graphs.

"I ran a deep diagnostic on you while you were locked in" said Stephen, zooming in on a fluctuating DNA helix graphic. "The simulation allows us to fully monitor your cellular levels during high-stress conditioning. It’s the only way I can see if there is something fundamentally wrong with your biological template."

"Damn it, what happened?" asked Alexander, his posture instantly turning rigid. "What the hell is wrong with me?"

"It’s not that you’re doing badly" said Stephen, turning around to face him, his expression stripped of its usual humor. "It’s the opposite. You are doing too well. And that’s exactly why I need you to go out there and take on more active contracts."

Alexander frowned, looking from the charts back to the doctor. "More contracts?"

"Despite your recent accomplishments and the high-profile chaos you’ve managed to survive, your official standing within TMC is still incredibly low" said Stephen, tapping the tablet to bring up Alexander’s field profile. "Corporate has already automated your classification up to Green-rank based on your combat metrics, but your actual field experience log is still sitting at White-rank. To the organization, you are still nothing more than a dangerous novice. Because of that, my clearance prevents me from disclosing specific medical data to you."

"Are you saying you’re locking me out?" asked Alexander, his voice dropping into a dangerous, low growl.

"I need your field rank and your internal security access level to match" said Stephen unfazed by his tone. "Once you reach a solid Green clearance tier, I can legally explain exactly what these genetic graphs mean. Until then, you are officially banned from the physical gym floor. You are only permitted to use the virtual simulator pods."

"You are starting to freak me out, Stephen" said Alexander.

"I wish I could tell you it’s nothing" said Stephen, letting out a heavy, controlled sigh as he shut down the main display monitor. "But it’s better if you just level up so I can explain the truth. For now, just be happy. Pretend you are on a mandatory vacation. Take on basic security details, fuck some wealthy older women, take them out on dates, and focus on easy payouts. Try your best to stay out of heavy trouble... though after what just happened with Aria, I know that’s asking for a lot. Just don’t overexert your system. Do we have a deal?"

"What happens if I overexert myself?" asked Alexander, his eyes locked onto the older man.

Stephen didn’t say a single word. He simply raised his hand and drew his index finger sharply across his throat, his expression heavily implying that the outcome wouldn’t be pretty.

"I get it" said Alexander, letting out a sharp breath. "Well, I’ll go gather my girls and drop them off at Victoria’s place. After that, I’ll actually take a vacation. It works out perfectly anyway since I have a construction project to handle at home. I’ll just pick up a few wrinkly pussies for some easy cash. You know what they say—the sweeter the juice, the riper the fruit."

"That’s exactly the right attitude" said Stephen, a faint smile returning to his face. "They’re waiting in the recovery lounge. Go get them. I have some urgent matters to take care of, so I won’t be around to see you off."

Alexander turned and walked out of the command room. Left alone, Stephen stared back at the array of monitors, his eyes focused on the glowing anomalies in the data lines.

"What the hell are you, Alex...?" muttered Stephen, his voice barely a whisper in the empty room. "Why the fuck are your metrics so flawless...? Damn it, I need to contact him immediately... If the board members find out about this, they will never let him grow to his full potential."

Alexander pushed open the door to the private lounge. Aria and Victoria had already showered and changed into light, form-fitting athletic wear.

"How are you doing, girls?" asked Alexander, leaning against the door frame with a confident smirk. "Did you enjoy yourselves?"

Victoria marched right up to him, her sharp eyes flashing with a cold intensity. For a second, it looked like she was going to slap him across the face, but instead, her hand reached down, firmly gripping his crotch through his jeans.

"You better make sure you don’t die out there" said Victoria, her voice a low, commanding purr. "I need your cock on a regular basis now. That was hands down the best fuck of my entire life."

"She’s right" said Aria, her face flushing a light pink as she stepped up beside them. "You are always so sweet, attentive... a gentleman. But back there, you were a total beast. I don’t even know how many times I went straight to heaven and back down to hell over and over again... Just thinking about it makes me wet."

"Why don’t we have another round of fun before we head out?" asked Alexander, his smile widening.

"Noooo!!!" shrieked both women simultaneously, waving their hands in protest.

"Please, not another one today" said Victoria, taking a step back with a breathless laugh. "I can literally feel my pussy burning... I’ve never experienced anything like this. You’re an monster."

Alexander felt ten feet tall, his ego instantly soaring into the stratosphere. There was no greater compliment for a man than leaving two exceptionally beautiful women broken and satisfied.

"Alright, let’s get you two home, shall we?" asked Alexander.

"Yes, please" said Aria, letting out a long sigh of relief. "I am exhausted... But after all of that, I think I’ve finally moved past the terror from this morning."

The trio left the facility and walked out to the parking lot. Alexander walked around to the rear of the Shelby, popping the trunk to inspect his gear. His rifles and heavy tactical equipment were missing; the only things sitting on the carpet were three intact, wrapped blocks of C4 charges.

Alexander climbed into the driver’s seat, adjusting the rearview mirror as the girls got into the back.

"Did you seriously leave my main weapons behind?" asked Alexander, glancing back at Victoria.

"Did you expect us to carry heavy tactical rifles out of a burning war zone?" asked Victoria, raising an eyebrow.