Alpha Under Arrest

(Maria POV) “Take positions! Is he in front of you?” A voice echoed in my earpiece. “Yes, Sir!” I answered, and my voice was almost quivering with adrenaline and excitement. It was the most important case of my life, and if I arrested this criminal today, then I would save many people. I took a deep breath to calm myself down a bit before looking at his face through my binocular. “Joseph Marcello, Heir of the Marcello crime family, has many businesses to turn his black money into white money. Age 29, height 6'4 with no official disabilities but with 183 IQ level,” I repeated his information like a verse in my head. I have read this information thousands of times in the past few months. I worked so hard to catch him red-handed and thank goodness! Finally I found his correct meeting place tonight. I quickly alerted my seniors to this information and now, we were standing outside his hotel, where he was attending the last meeting of his life… hopefully!!! “He is about to move,” My senior’s voice pulled me out from my reverie. “Yes, Sir!” I patted my pocket to check the handcuffs. “Officer Blake! He is coming towards you,” I nodded before answering him. “Yes, Sir! I am ready,” I answered and the moment he opened the hotel’s door, my eyes were on him. I moved stealthily and before he could predict, I pointed my gun at him. “You are under arrest, Mr. Marcello!” He arched his brow in a questioning manner before registering the situation. He turned on his heels and his hands pulled out his gun. I was ready for this move, so I kicked his gun away. His face twisted in anger, but the moment his eyes landed on my face, his eyes changed color for a second. “What the f*ck?” I gulped hard but before my mind could register anything, his blue eyes were fixated on my face. I think, my eyes started playing tricks on me because of my excitement. “Hands up, Mr. Marcelllo!” I said again and without any fight, he complied. “What’s your name, Buttercup?” He asked and I furrowed my brows in confusion. I know, he was trying to buy some time but I was ready for these lousy tricks. My team mates also charged forwards and surrounded his men. “Good work, Officer Blake,” He said, and I gave him a curt nod before moving towards my main target. “Give me your hands, Mr. Marcello,” I said and pulled out handcuffs from my pocket. His eyes moved towards my tight pants and he licked his lips. “My eyes are up here, F*cker!” I said, and before I land a kick on his family jewels, he locked his eyes with mine. A dangerous smirk appeared on his face and I felt like a current passed through his dark gaze. I felt it in every cell of my body and my lips parted in shock. He noticed the change in my features but I quickly regained my composure. I cuffed him and pulled him towards the police car while my senior was pointing his gun at him. He entered the car without any fight, which was weird on another level. “How can such a dangerous mafia leader surrender like this?” A question popped in my mind but I refuse to divert my attention even for a second. “I am not trying to run away, so you can relax, Buttercup!” He said and I glared at his face. “Don’t f*ck with me,” I hissed and he nodded with a serious expression on his face. “Sure, Buttercup!” I felt like he slapped me hard with this nickname. “Is he taking me for granted because I am a female?” And this thought was enough to make my blood boil. I landed a punch on his face and I can tell, he wasn’t ready for this. “I am not your anything, Mr. Marcello! You are just a criminal for me who has blood of several innocents on his hand, so don’t ‘Buttercup’ me again,” I warned him with a pointed finger and he gave me a curt nod. “Understood,” He said, but his tone turned dark. I looked at his face, but I don’t know why I felt like he was angry after hearing my words like it was wrong or something. I know all the list of his crimes, so I know he wasn’t innocent at all. “I will be out in no time, Buttercup! But I love your effort and certainly your fire,” I clenched my fists in anger. “No, Maria! You can’t beat him up like this otherwise, you have to answer your seniors and they will have my head if they saw these blood drops on his face,” I tried to remind myself, but his next words made me lose my composure. “I have never seen such a dedicated, hot and sexy officer,” And with this, I landed a hard punch on his face. His lower lips split open and he licked the drop of blood that oozed out of his lip. His gaze darkened but a devilish smirk appeared on his face. “F*ck! You are making me hard,” He said, and I felt like I would lose my mind or kill him if he passed another comment on me. But our car stopped with a loud screech. I looked outside the window and several black cars surrounded us. “F*ck! How did you even contact your members?” I asked while pulling my gun out of the holster. “Oops! My men are here for me, but don’t worry! I will not leave you here,” He whispered in my ear and I tried to punch him but he tackled me quickly. “I want to see this action in our bedroom, Buttercup! Not in a police car,” With this he sprayed something on me and I lost consciousness. “When did he open his cuffs?” was the last thought in my mind before losing consciousness.