My name is Felicia Hardy, and I am an ordinary college student living in Queens, New York with an extraordinary old father.

I am a person who pursues perfection, with excellent grades and outstanding appearance.

Today is the third day of dating my boyfriend. His name is Ryan. He is a strong basketball player. He has a strong body and developed muscles. He is the type I like. The only thing that is not good is that his emotional intelligence may be a bit lacking.

But he was already the best at Imperial State University, and I didn’t have many choices at that time…

But just as my date today was about to come to an end, he was reluctant to leave in front of my house and took me to the room roughly.

I was so scared that I kept begging Ryan, and I was completely disappointed with him.

He was like a male dog in estrus, roughly trying to invade me.

How regretful I am now that I am unwilling to learn his knowledge from my father. If I had the power of my father, I would not be like a helpless kitten, and I could not have any helpless faced with Ryan's violence.

"No! Ryan! Please! Stop! Will it be fine in the future! No, please!" Felicia begged the man in front of him with red eyes, his body filled with alcohol because they had just returned from the bar.

Felicia's silver eyes flashed with tears, biting her lips tightly, and her pitiful appearance would make every man feel the desire to protect.

Ryan seemed to be shaken by Felicia's plea and stopped slowly. Just when Felicia thought Ryan was being told, his next sentence completely made her feel restless.

"I like you...especially with such a weak and pitiful expression now." After saying this, Ryan had a crazy smile on his face, and his movements were even more rude. He continued to laugh as he continued: "Do you know? You are very famous in school, and everyone thinks you are a perfect woman. I also think that you are so beautiful and sexy! Especially your silver-white hair, as noble as a queen, can see you, who is like a queen, and you may only be me~ This is really... so perfect!"

"You are crazy! I will call the police! Get off me!" Felicia struggled powerlessly. She began to feel that Ryan was a mentally ill patient. Why did he really agree to date him in the atmosphere at that time?

The regretful feeling brewed in her heart, and the powerless struggle in her hands gradually made this bastard even more excited.

A shirt that she liked quite was torn apart was roughly torn, and the expression on Felicia's face gradually changed from weak and pitiful to hatred.

She swears that this bastard in front of her will pay the price!

Knowing that she could no longer escape, she chose to give up, leave her hatred, and abandon her fantasy.

Ryan felt Felicia's struggle to give up, and her heart was filled with pleasure. Her brain occupied by alcohol was filled with some unsightly pictures.

Dongdongdongdongdongdong!

“fbi   open    the    door!”

Just as Ryan was about to pull off the last floor to avoid obstacles, there was a violent knock on the door of the house, accompanied by a man's full of energy.

fbi?

The interrupted anger lasted only within less than a second in my mind, and was frightened by the shouting name and instantly awakened.

William nodded with a smile, his eyes kept scanning Felicia, checking whether there were any injuries. If it was injured, it would take good care of it!

Beep~! William's number was connected, and Natasha's slightly lazy voice came from her phone.

"Who can I ask?"

When William saw the phone call was answered, he took his eyes off Felicia and smiled and said hello: "Hey~! Natasha, it's me!"

"William?" On the other end of the phone, Natasha, who was in the high-end apartment, woke up instantly, turned her head in confusion and looked at the alarm clock on the bedside table. At twelve o'clock in the morning...

"Yes, it's me! I've had some small problems here, uh, I need some professionals to deal with it..."

On the other end of the phone, William kicked the dead body on the ground and said indifferently.

Natasha heard something wrong, took a deep breath and said, "Uh...I remember you have Melinda's mobile phone number, right? I'm on a mission, and dealing with those official duties is much more tiring than sneaking into the terrorist base... Tell me, what's the matter?"

"It's not a big problem. I just beat another bastard to death...I saw the police car. Was that the person you called?"

Bang!

Natasha covered her forehead and sent a message to SHIELD with another phone...
Chapter completed!