One Night With My Alpha Professor by Eve Above Story

Chapter 29

Audrey & Third Person

Audrey's POV

I sank down behind the potted plant, peering cautiously around the leaves as the sleek black town car pulled up to the curb. My heart pounded in my ears as the passenger side door swung open and Linda stepped out, her brunette curls bouncing as she sauntered up to the restaurant's glass doors.

A moment later, a well-dressed woman with impeccably coiffed gray hair emerged from another car, and I felt my breath catch in my throat as she and Linda exchanged polite handshakes. Claudia Klein, the Luna of Silverbite Pack.

I knew Claudia's history well; she had been a fashion designer many years ago, although she had abruptly stopped producing work. Some speculated that she decided to stop when she had her daughter.

But I always loved her work; she was another one of my biggest muses, right next to Brooks Designs.

And now... Linda was having the opportunity to speak with her thanks to my design.

Gritting my teeth, I watched as the two women disappeared through the doors, vanishing into the dimly lit interior of the restaurant. I couldn't let Linda get away with this-not after all the hard work I had put into that uniform design. This was my chance to finally expose her for the thief she was.

Steeling my nerves, I pushed myself up from my crouched position and marched up to the doors. But before I could even reach for the handle, a burly-looking man in a crisp black suit blocked my path.

"Invitation, miss?" he rumbled, eyeing me up and down with clear disdain.

I felt my cheeks flush with embarrassment and frustration. "I... I don't have one," I admitted begrudgingly. "But I need to speak with-"

"No admittance without a membership card," the man interrupted brusquely. "Members only."

I opened my mouth to argue further, but a familiar voice suddenly called out from behind me. "Ah, Audrey! Fancy seeing you here."

Whirling around, I found myself face-to-face with Edwin, looking annoyingly amused as he approached with his hands tucked casually into his pockets.

"Professor Brooks," I greeted him, a hint of desperation creeping into my tone. "It's good to see you. I was just waiting for you."

amused look. But seeing the desperate look in my eyes, Edwin nodded his head

please, I need your help," I whispered. "Linda stole my cheerleading uniform design, and

restaurant," Edwin interrupted, his lips curving into a wry smile. "My apologies, but I'm actually here for my own dinner

shoulders slumped in defeat. "Please, Edwin," I begged, reaching out to grasp the sleeve of his jacket. "You have to help me. I need to get in

a moment, Edwin simply regarded me in silence, his expression unreadable as his eyes flickered down to my quivering lips. Then, with an exaggerated sigh, he shook his head. "Fine. I suppose I could take you in as my guest," he relented. "But don't expect me to do something like this for you

couldn't stop the bright smile that spread across my face. "Thank you, Edwin! I promise

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hand to silence me. "No

heels as he strode up to the burly doorman. "Evening, Robert," Edwin greeted the man with a jovial nod.

me skeptically for a moment before stepping aside to allow us entry. "Very well,

me, making my mouth water. But I didn't have time to appreciate the atmosphere-my gaze was immediately drawn to the back of the

to make a beeline in their direction,

he chided, holding me back. "Remember, I said no causing a scene. You'll wait here until

my mouth to argue, but one stern look from Edwin had me huffing out a sigh and folding my arms across my chest. "Fine," I

voice. "Now, tell me what exactly did Linda do now, and why are you

launching into a detailed explanation, my voice low and

this moment. By the

Stole your design?" he asked

nodded. "Blatantly. It was denied for the contest,

teeth. "That little..." He turned his head to look at Claudia and Linda, who were still in the midst of an animated discussion. Then, without

Third Person POV

her chair, eyeing Linda with a considering gaze as the younger woman prattled on about her design process. Truth be told, Claudia was only half-listening. There was something about this girl that just didn't quite sit

why I feel we could make an excellent team, Ms. Klein," Linda was saying, her voice dripping like

cutting Linda off mid-sentence. Her brow furrowed slightly as she studied Linda's narrow face. "Tell me, my dear-how is it that you managed to

question. "Well, I, uh... I've always had a natural talent for fashion, you see," she stammered.

Claudia hummed thoughtfully, tapping her