Sinful Love With The Alpha

In the night, a group of men in black suits ran so quickly and chased only one little girl. That girl didn't flinch or panic, she ran up to the roof of the building. Big fat men ran after her. That girl ran to a place where there was no protective barrier, then stopped. She leaned down to look down at the scene below. The terrible height of the 72nd floor made her frown and curse, "Damn it!" "Hahaha, Laura, I've been waiting for this moment for so long." The FBI's elite special agent, Jackson, held a gun, pointed it at the girl in front of him, and smiled arrogantly. To catch this skilled criminal, how much time and effort did he spend? This time he caught Laura in prison, he could hold his head high and be proud. Because Laura was a crime who was not easy to deal with. "Wow, you're better! Being able to get 10 meters closer to me, I would consider that an improvement." Laura raised her hands to the top of her head, her face was full of jokes. Fear? No. She was a crazy criminal. She didn't know what fear was. “I would take that as an encouragement,” Jackson said. He tilted his head, smirked, and looked into the dark space behind Laura. He couldn't help feeling proud. "This is the 72nd floor! Laura, this game, you've lost!" Jackson said. He nodded his head to signal the two men behind him to arrest her. Laura looked at them. Facing her, they suddenly shuddered. Every time she smiled, she had prepared. And they would certainly fail. But this was the 72nd floor… “Sorry, but not today!” Laura closed her eyes, spread her arms wide, and let her body fall freely. Men widened their eyes in panic, ran to where Laura had jumped, and looked down to see what was going on. They were immediately intimidated by this height. "Damn it!" Jackson was angry and punched the ground, his teeth clenched. "Captain Jackson! She committed suicide?" Agent Andrew spoke up and waited for the next instruction from his boss. It was his first time dealing with a criminal who was both intelligent and mentally ill. He trusted Captain Jack because only Captain Jackson was the one who directly pursued Laura many times, so he would have a way to deal with her. "Tell the guards below not to let her escape! She's still in this building." "Yes, sir!" Receiving orders from their captain, two men split up to search. Only Jack remained on the rooftop to observe. Confronted with Laura for several years, he also had experience, but her tricks were unpredictable. Because she was a madman who was fearless. Just like the chase game this time, Jack had detailed and planned it but he also did not expect Laura to jump from the 72nd floor. But he was sure that Laura could not die. She escaped. She was very smart. ——- At that time, Laura was managing to pull from her pocket a special device of her design. It was a pair of gloves that could stick to any surface and make climbing walls just a trivial matter. She had also tried these gloves on many times, but this was the first time she had worn them for real experience. At the moment of falling, she tried to put the gloves on her hands and leaned toward the wall built of glass. A long, shrill squeak sounded. She closed her eyes tightly, pressed her body against the glass, slid, and safely stopped on the 50th floor. "I'm a genius!" Laura said. She smiled slyly and successfully entered a room with an open window on the 45th floor. She looked around and assessed. Suddenly, she caught sight of a man's sharp eyes looking at her. In the darkness of the room, he silently sat cross-legged on the sofa and looked at her. He had a pair of wolf ears on his head, a pair of red eyes, and a large tail wagging at his back. For the first time in 20 years, she felt like she was scared. At best, she didn't touch the man. Laura took a few steps back and stammered. "Ha…ha...hello! I was just passing by. Sorry to bother you." Laura said. After that, she headed for the door and rushed out to escape. Suddenly, her collar was yanked back by a force that made Laura fall. In an instant, he was sitting on top of her, holding her hands above her head and looking at her with fierce red eyes. His dangerous eyes stared at her, and he didn't say a word, which made Laura sweat even more. He was as tall as a god, he was so strong. Laura struggled but she was just a girl, she couldn't shake this big man even a little. He gripped Laura's hand tightly and reached for her gloves. Unexpectedly robbed, she angrily shouted at the man above even though she was below him. "Are you going crazy?" Even though Laura was beginning to lose her temper and go mad, he looked at the gloves and became angry, his eyes turning red and cloudy. He used his large hand to squeeze her neck. That man growled, "Where did you get these gloves?" The first time Laura was in this situation, she wouldn't stop kicking and cursing, "Are you crazy? Let me go." Laura shouted, her limbs flailing wildly, her face turning purple from the suffocation. "Is this yours?" He said. The strength of his hand did not decrease, the tips of his fingers clenched into her white skin. He ignored the state of the girl lying below and questioned, his eyes were full of terrible anger. "No…It's none of your business." She said. Laura had difficulty saying each word, she felt like the demons in hell were silently calling her name and waiting to judge her crimes. But Laura considered herself a god. Nothing in the world could take her life, not even this person, she wouldn't allow him. Her breathing weakened, but the man's hand continued to squeeze her neck in his hand like an empty can. Laura gradually lost consciousness, everything around her blurred, and she closed her eyes. At that time, the solid door was detonated, and an army of soldiers wearing protective uniforms with the words FBI on the back burst in and gathered in a circle. When they all pointed their guns at the two people struggling on the floor, they were so surprised. How was this situation? Laura was in a coma, her eyes went dark, and she lost consciousness completely amid the voices and sirens.