One Night With My Alpha Professor by Eve Above Story

Chapter 8

Audrey

Edu's expression darkened. He didn't even bother to look down at the cash; rather, he was already circling around the table, his broad frame blowing out the light coming in through the window as he caged me "Say that again." he growled, his voice low and husky in my ear.

I gritted my teeth against two sudden sensations: the hard wood of the desk biting against my thighs and the undeniable heat between us. I couldn't decide which was worse.

Tilting my head back, I stuck my chin out at him and leveled him with the most stubborn glare I could muster.

"Since you seem to think so highly of money, 1 growled through my teeth, "I figured perhaps that you're the one who wanted compensation for last night."

A low snarl rumbled in the back of Edwin's throat. I felt his muscular arm loop around me, his fingers digging into the small of my back as he lugged me closer. For several long, breathless moments, the air thru

But I had already made my decision; no more of this. Not while I was his student, his teaching assistant, and maybe someday even his intern. Maybe not ever, now that I had seen his true colors.

Finally, with one last shove, I sent Edwin stumbling backwards in surprise. 1 huffed and hiked my satchel up over my shoulder again, brushing past him without a word.

Only once I was out of his sight did my

my cheeks finally dare to turn red

For some reason, my lule encounter with Edwin in his office just made me even more determined to place in the top three in the fashion show. Maybe it was to prove him wrong-

to show him that I wasn't some harlot who wanted to use sex to get what I wanted

me all wrong, and

straight to

had spent the night drawing up some pretty elaborate plans for my new design,

man with thinning hair, took my application and skimmed it over in the span of about five seconds at the most. I'm afraid we don't have any availabilities. I furrowed my brow and pointed at the

throwing a

only the second day of

are booked.

began to hear murmuring-followed by giggling. Shooting a quick glance over my shoulder, I felt my stomach sink as made

of people behind you. What makes you think that one of the last few

telling you how it is. And it is first

so much hinged on this studio, the

Instead, I simply showed the application back at the

just like everyone else, and my

there a problem

4:34 PM

Chapter.

to the desk with a bundle of manila folders tucked under one arm. He stopped beside me and hand "Here

special privileges. Thinks she can get a studio before her werewolf peers." "That's not true!" I exclaimed, throwing my hands up in frustration. "You're refusing to give me a studio simply

"As if

my application out of my hand. I let him take it without argument and planted one hand on my hip, waiting-

he said so casually it made me nauseous. "I'm